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BY Joseph D. Smith 



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EST our readers criticise our humble efforts too harshly, 
the editor, in sending this publication to press, begs said 
readers to take into consideration the following points, 
so as to have some conception of the difficulties and 
environment midst which the publication had its being 
and the purpose of its being. 

The Propeller was conceived with the idea of being, pri- 
marily, an amusement and book of record for the members of the 
840th squadron — to collect the pictures and data pertaining to 
the squadron, which in time to come will undoubtedly prove of 
great interest and value to the 840 men. 

Those who edited and contributed herein, are supposed to be, 
and we trust are, soldiers, rather than literary geniuses and our 
efforts have been aimed more with a view to a complete and 
comprehensive covering of squadron activities rather than with 
an eye to the strictly grammatical and tj^pographical. 

The contributions were prepared during the few moments 
after work hours, when the boys came swinging back from the 
aerodrome tired and weary with an arduous day's work. You 
may imagine that it required no little exercise of will power on 
the part of a would-be writer to sacrifice these few brief 
moments of rest to wield the pen. Perched upon the edge of his 
bunk, with only the uncertain light of a flickering candle and 
midst the chaos of fiftj^ or sixty swearing, arguing, singing com- 
rades in arms, he must endeavor to woo the muse as best he 
may. We have a hunch that even Shakespeare himself could 
not have accomplished much in like circumstances. 

If the contents bear mostly upon activities while we were sta- 
tioned in England and seemingly slighting La Belle France, it 



must be remembered that while in France we were always in 
the Zone of Advance and little opportunity was afforded for any 
activities outside of walloping the Hun. 

With these few facts in mind we hope the reader will take The 
Propeller as it is intended and derive amusement and pleasure 
herein, commensurate with the efforts we have put into it. In 
after years we trust it will prove a source of ever growing joy to 
all members of the "Old 840" in reviving the memories and 
scenes of our soldier days, while sojourning with Uncle Sam, in 
Europe. 




HOME FOLKS 



ND so we came to France — and over here our boys 
have fought, have striven, have died — and have accom- 
plished the working out of the Nation's and world's 
destiny to a successful issue and only by dint of hard 
fighting, striving and indomitable perseverance have 
we accomplished what no nation's army has ever accom- 
plished or dreamed could be accomplished. The world has wit- 
nessed with amazement what the Yanks have done and history 
will duly' enter their deeds upon her gilded pages. But whence 
emanated this splendid energy of the Yankee army, whence came 
the inspiration that made possible their splendid achievements? 
We don't look far for the answer. We have it in three words 
"the home folks." Without their ready backing and earnest 
co-operation, our army never could have been placed in the field at 
the crucial moment to strike the Hun and bolster up the courage 
of our Allies and today "kultur'^ would have reigned supreme. 
So our homefolks were directly responsible for victory, not alone 
through their astounding raising of unity millions of dollars and 
the millions of tons of food sent to Europe, at the expense of 
personal hardship and sacrifice on the part of practically every 
man, woman and child from millionaire to street urchin in our 
great country, but upon the brave unwavering faith they held 
in our American ideals of right and the united spirit of sacrifice 
for those ideals, and above all the unshakable optimism and good 
cheer which they managed to instill into their departing soldier 
sons, and from them permeating on through all the Allied ranks. 
This, my friends, spelt victory. Over here in Europe they may 
tout their titles and so-called Nobility, but we Americans know 
the only true aristocracy and human worth to be based upon the 
solid, homely virtues and sound ideals of the great American 
people. 

All honor and praise to our "home folks." 



(CROIXROUGE AM^RICAINEi 



T^ ' Place de Hivoll. 

Paris, Tvanoa. 
V90. Sfitb. 191B. 

Hqrs. 840th Aero -Squadron, 
3rd Aircraft Depot. 

Am. E.F. 

aentleoien: 

7e have reoelved a letter from the mother of yoor 
little marde, Maroells and Slaele Beauregard, irhioh ve an- 
oloae, and of rtiloh the following IB a trsoiBlatlon. 

"Dear God-father a: 

:7e reoelvad your letter and thank you lor your kindness 
In having sent ua aomethlng roar Chxlatmaa and New Year. Mother 
is going to buy each of us a dress, some shoes, and a doll, 
for we dearly love dolls, and when our photographs have been 
taken mother will send you one. Dear God- fathers, with the Ist 
order you ware so good as to aend us mother paid for the 
coffin and the burial of our poor t&thsr , for &ther was killed 
In hla aero-plane fifty kilometers from here, and his body 
was brou^t to us here at Auneau. I understand, gentleman, 
that you too are aviators, ffe had to have your letter read 
to ua far we understand only ?renoh. 

Gentlemen, I wl^ to t^ank you too for your goodness 
to my little Llarcella and Glsele, and I wish you a pleasant 
XmBs and a happy Hew Year. UaroelLe and Glsele embrace 

you. 

Receive, gentleman, my greetings and thanks. 

Ume. Beauregard." 




ly yours. 



9. 



Marie Perrln 
on Stars and Stripes. 



Here are our adopted twins — Marcelle and Gisele Beauregard, together with 
a letter from Madame Beauregard, through the American Red Cross. 
Write to them. 



AUGUST 4LJ!, 1918 




OUR years ago the hidden ambition of the Hohen- 
zollern dynasty to dominate the world by the aid of 
Mars expressed itself by the ultimatum to Serbia. Six 
months ago today a Personnel Officer in Texas con- 
ceived the idea of forming the 840th Aero Squadron 
as one means of restoring equilibrium, peace and harmony 
to this war mad world. He selected three or four of the best he 
could find from every State in the Union. Since that time the physi- 
cal weaklings have been sifted out and we are now burning with zeal 
and enthusiasm to give every ounce of this energy to be a brother 
to the weaker nations, as in a newspaper clipping of yesterday : 
"In another part of the line in a wheat field, nine bodies were 
found, five Germans including an Officer on one side and four 
Americans on the other. It could easily be seen that it had been 
a fight to a finish for a bayonet was sticking in the ground beside 
an American as evidence that he was the last to fall." The same 
spirit that prompted the Knight to go forth to war in the days of 
chivalry also inspires us to be a strong arm for mother, sister and 
some sweet girl at home "over there." They are expecting great 
things from us which in itself spurs us on to be men in this task. 



Lt. Raymond L. Hiles. 




I — Our "Special 
iiike across Long !> 
Pen, Courban, Fra 
7— Oh Boy! Discharges 



FROM START TO FINISH 

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Langley Field, \: 



old Brest. 6— First sight 



bar that 

Prison 
of land. 



HISTORY OF THE 8 4 th 
AERO SQUADRON 




T was the middle of the cold and stormy month of 
December 191 7, that a bunch of men left their com- 
fortable homes and modes of easy living with the in- 
tentions of doing their bit in the Great World's War. 
They were quickly initiated into the ways of the Army, 
Fort Slocum and the Columbus Barracks doing their full 
share, where this curtain of men along with thousands of others 
waited in line in the bitter cold for hours in order to say "I do" 
to be innoculated and to get equipment. They all came through 
these trials with flying colors and showed that they were made of 
the true Yankee spirit. 

Within a week all were shipped to that soldiers' nightmare^ 
Kelly Field, where they were further educated into the mys- 
teries of a soldier's life, full courses being given in guard duty, 
innoculations, ditch digging, wood carrying and Army rumors. 
We ate our Christmas dinner without hat or blouse seated on the 
ground in a large sandy field. What seasoning in the food the 
cooks forgot, the wind made up for, as it very gently sprinkled 
our dinner with sand. I can freely say that we got our share of 
sand in our brief stay at never-to-be-forgotten Kelly Field. 

January the 8th these men were transferred to Waco and 
placed in temporary squadrons. They were promptly initiated to 
a snow storm, waking up one morning and having to dig their 
frozen limbs from a young snow bank. It wasn't but a few 
nights later that they had a cloud burst and Waco looked more 
like a pond than a camp and many of the men had to vacate their 
tents. 

Things went on smoothly, the time being taken up by drills, 
hikes, physical exercises and lectures. On February the 4th one 
hundred and fifty of the best of these thousands of men were 



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selected and formed into the 840th Aero Squadron and put under 
the guiding hand of Second Lieutenant Raymond L. Hiles. The 
drills, hikes and physical exercises were continued with an oc- 
casional double tirtle hike before breakfast to whet up our already 
enormous appetites. 

February the 27th saw the addition to our squaaron of Second 
Lieutenant Francis B. Small, who joined us in the capacity of 
Supply Officer. On the following day, February the 28th, after 
expecting to move for the past two weeks, 840 finally pulled 
stakes, packed up and left Waco. It was hot and the high wind 
was keeping the dust well stirred up when we marched down to 
the train. Our brows were wet with honest sweat and they made 
a good stopping place for the dust. It was hard to tell whether we 
were white or black when we boarded the train, but that was 
the least of our worries. 

Our trip to Garden City was a series of good times and pleasant 
experiences, five days and nights were spent aboard the Pullmans. 
We stopped each day enroute and took a short hike or drill, 
always receiving a royal welcome from the enthusiastic people. 
The Red Cross Chapters at Nashville, Tenn., Lynchburg, Va., and 
the Pennsylvania Station, N. Y., met us as we came through 
these places and very generously donated postal cards, magazines, 
cigarettes and chocolate. We had our own kitchen on the train 
and lived in fine style. 

We landed in Garden City at i.oo P. M. Monday, March 
the 4th, with many unanswered questions in our minds — Are we 
going to receive our training here? Are we going directly over- 
seas? — Will we get a chance to go home? We were not given 
long to think about these things however, as the next morning 
everybody was sent out on detail work. Friday morning we 
started home on a four and a half day pass. It was a happy 
bunch that started down the railroad tracks toward Garden City 
that Friday morning soon after reveille. We came back to camp 
the next Tuesday noon fully expecting to leave for overseas within 
three or four days but all we found was detail with an occasional 
hike or drill. First Lieutenant Henry E. Somers, joined our 
"Big Family" as Medical Officer in time to go with us on our 
twenty-four mile hike and camping trip. 



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One o'clock Monday, April the 15th, found us in formation 
with packs on our backs read}' to start on a hike. Our plans were 
suddenly changed when Lieutenant Hiles came rushing in with 
orders to move. Packs were quickly taken off and everybody was 
busy packing up and getting ready. Three hours later we boarded 
the train, rode to Long Island City, transferred to a ferry which 
took us to Pier 61 of the White Star Line, where after a hurried 
physical examination we boarded the "Canopic." The next day, 
April the i6th, about four thirty P. M. we were ordered below 
decks and were tugged out of the harbor. We viewed the Statue 
of Liberty for the last time with varying emotions, wondering 
when we would see "her" again. After shifting several times 
between second class state rooms and the "Hole," we settled down 
for the trip (most of us in the "hole"). We were twelve days on 
the deep blue sea, our time being spent in life boat drills, sub- 
marine watches, physical exercises and feeding the fish occasionally 
when the waves got too rough. We were told that when we 
got over "That Hill" we would be in England. It proved to be 
true but it certainly was one long hill. Excitement ran high for 
a couple of days when we were hotly pursued by submarines 
which in turn were chased by the wonderful little subchasers, 
which won the admiration of all by their quick and effective 
work against our hidden enemy. 

Sunday morning, April the 28th, we debarked at Liverpool, 
England, marched through the town to the railway station and 
had our first experience with the English railway. We travelled 
'cross country marvelling at the speed of our toy engine. At 10.30 
that night we were rudely awakened and told to get off the train ; 
half asleep we piled off, got into formation and started on our 
way. It certainly was a mysterious entry into England, it was 
too dark to distinguish anything; we marched away hoping some- 
body knew where we were going. After a march of about two 
miles along a winding, hedge lined road we came to our destina- 
tion, Romsey Hants, an American rest camp. We haven't dis- 
covered yet why they called it a rest camp, as we were out on 
detail every day and some evenings as well, doing such work as 
concrete mixing, shoveling coal, etc. Here we had our first ex- 
perience with English money and it wasn't long until we were say- 
ing "Tupence 'apenny" like a real Englishman. 



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A FEW SHOTS BY MURRAY DOWDING 
Tvi '--This is where we were "Trimmed" — Stein, Roberts Lieut Small , Tl-,^ 
Mess Sergeant and his gang. 7—" Ml out for Mail " . %v,» ^,; 1 r, ^~^''^ 
5— The Orderly Room Force. ^^ ^ ^"^^'^ Department. 



We left Romsey Saturday morning, May the 4th, marched to 
the station, boarded the train and had a very pleasant and interest- 
ing ride across England, arriving in Yate that afternoon. 

Number 3 Western Aircraft Depot of the Royal Air Force 
was stationed here and we were to get our training working with 
the English at this depot. We were soon settled in our new quar- 
ters and were placed in the different departments of the airplane 
plant where we were soon busily engaged in the production and 
repair of airplanes. While in Yate we had many squadron, activi- 
ties; we formed an excellent Jazz Band; our baseball team made 
a fine record, only losing one game out of eight played ; our track 
team entered the R. A. F. meet held on July 24th and made a 
fine showing, scoring 36 points. We also held a volley ball and 
basketball tournament while here. We were very fortunate in 
having officers who took an interest in athletics and our excellent 
showing was the result, to a great extent, of the encouragement 
given by them. 

We were the second American squadron at this camp and there 
were few Americans in this part of England, so were quite a 
curiosity on our week-end visits to Bristol and neighboring towns. 
July the 4th we were royally entertained in Bristol. It was the 
first 4th of July these people had ever celebrated, but judging 
from tiie enthusiasm they showed, one would have thought they 
had been celebrating it all their lives. Thank you, Bristolites! 

Time soon passed and shortly after our three months training 
period was up, we moved, Second Lieutenant Merwm C. Randall 
joining us the day of our departure as technical officer. We left 
Yate on that fateful day, August the 13th, headed by the English 
band and accompanied by the American and English personnel of 
the depot to the station where we were given a rousing send off 
as our train pulled out. We arrived in Southampton that after- 
noon and marched three miles to a rest camp. We marched back 
to the dock the next afternoon and got on board "King Edward 
VII" at five P. M., laid in the harbor until seven o'clock and then 
started across that treacherous strip of water, the English Channel. 
It was a quiet, clear night, the channel was very smooth and no 
submarines appeared so we had an uneventful but crowded trip, 
standing room being at a premium below decks as it got colder 
in the small hours of the morning. 



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We unloaded the next morning, August the 15th, at Le Havre, 
France and marched about a mile to a rest camp. That night an 
air raid warning was given about midnight and we had to pile 
out and run for a nearby race track. Some ammunition was 
stored near our huts which made it a very dangerous place during 
an air raid. "Jerry" was only bluffing this time and did not visit 
us. We staj'cd out on the race track for almost two hours and then 
returned to our bunks when the "All Clear" signal was given. 

After a three days stay in this camp we left at eight o'clock 
Saturday evening, August the 17th, and had our first experience 
with the French "Side Door Pullman." We were packed in 
thirty-eight to the car for the trip. The next morning we woke up 
in Rouen where our train stopped, we marched up to a rest camp 
for breakfast and then back to the train, expecting to continue 
our journey but found there was no train that day and so marched 
to an Independent Air Force camp. That night all were given a 
pass and we had our first opportunity to see French life. 

The next afternoon we resumed our journey. We boarded the 
train and were almost ready to leave when an artillerj^ company 
marched in and after inquiring found that we were on the wrong 
train and were occupying their place. They took our place on 
the train and pulled out. I have often wondered where we would 
have landed, had we stayed on that train. Our train came along 
one hour later and we were on our way once more, some riding in 
box cars, some in third class carriages and some riding in style in 
some motor cars loaded on our train. We bounced along all that 
night and woke up the next morning four miles outside of Paris. 
We rode all that day enjoying the trip immensely as it was a fine 
day and we were passing through a beautiful country, wondering 
at the large grain crops being harvested, mostly by women. That 
evening, August the 20th, we landed at Courban where number 3 
Aircraft Depot, the Independent Air Force camp, is located. We 
spent a couple of days in shifting around and getting settled and 
then started in on our work which we had been looking forward 
to for eight months. 

We soon became adapted to working on the new types of 
machines, spending most of our time on Handley Page and 
De Haviland planes. The members of our squadron had the 
distinction of turniftg out the first Handley Page built in France. 



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We saw our first Liberty Motor at this depot and marvelled at 
the simplicity and great power of the new Yankee motor. We 
took an interest in the work and can proudly say that a decided 
increase in the production of planes was noted after our addition 
to the personnel of the depot. There were only three American 
squadrons attached to the Independent Air Force and we had the 
honor to be one of them. 

We expected to stay at Courban only until the American 
Aviation camp at Letracey was finished and then move there. 
Events took a rapid turn and the Great World's War was finished 
before we could believe it. We were quite proud to have our 
share in the victory as two of our squadrons of thirty planes 
were with the Yanks on their great attack on Metz, which was- 
really the beginning of the crushing blow launched by the Allies. 

Our hopes of a short stay in Letracey were soon blasted and our 
stay there was drawn out over two months. Most of the members 
of the Squadron were given four day passes and had the oppor- 
tunity of visiting different parts of France, many going to Paris. 
We had a Squadron banquet New Year's Eve and saw the old 
year out in fine style with a good meal put up in fine shape by 
our cooks. Applications were in for fourteen day passes, oui 
eyes were turned toward Rome, England and various other 
places, when our moving orders were received. We left Letracey 
January the 29th at 2.00 P. M., in good old U. S. box cars 
pulled by a U. S. engine with a Yankee crew. It was pretty cold 
but the men in each car "assumed" a heating outfit of some kind 
or other and travelled fairly comfortable. We arrived in Brest 
February ist at 3.00 P. M., after three days of travel and marched 
three miles to Camp Pontanezen where it was soon found out that 
we had to walk the straight and narrow path with the penalty of 
four to six weeks stay there if we did not. 

In the afternoon of February the 9th moving orders were re- 
ceived, we went through the delousing plant at midnight and 
then on to barracks. It was 3.00 A. M. before blankets were 
drawn and everybody was ready to turn in. We expected to 
embark the next day, but just before time for departure, orders 
came in to remain in camp as it was too rough to load from the 
lighter to the ship. The following day we hiked to the docks, 
boarded the lighter at 11. 00 A. M.; three months to the hour 



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after the signing of the Armistice. The lighter took us out to 
the U. S. Battleship Rhode Island. We pulled anchor the next 
morning, February 12th, at 8.00 A. M., a rather submissive bunch, 
not a cheer being heard as the shores of France faded in the dis- 
tance. Soon after steaming out of the harbor many "very serious" 
cases of sea sickness developed, but after three or four days most 
■every one had their sea legs and were all right. The southern 
course was taken, some very rough weather was encountered with 
the consequence that our stay on the water was four days longer 
than was expected. We slept in hammocks and with the exception 
of a few spills got along very well. After many anxious hours of 
lookmg, land was sighted at 2.00 P. M. February 27th; we 
steamed into the harbor, cast anchor and lay there over night. 
The ship docked the next morning, February 28th, at 9.00 A. M. 
at C. & O. Pier No. 5, Newport News, Virginia, debarking at 
10.00 oclock and once again setting foot on our native soil after 
bemg in foreign lands almost eleven months. 

The Red Cross met us at the wharf and very generously donated 
chocolate, cigarettes and cakes. We marched through Newport 
News, receiving a very warm reception from the people, marched 
about three miles to Camp Stuart where the best living condition^' 
were found since we had been in the armv. Our stay at Camp 
Stuart was very short as we left there Tuesday morning, March 
4th, boardmg street cars and rode ten miles to Langley Field. We 
were the first overseas troops to arrive at this field and were shown 
the finest treatment and hospitality. 

Here the 840th Aero Squadron will pass out of existence, some 
men will be discharged here and the remaining sent to the various 
camps nearest their homes, receive their discharge and soon enter 
into civilian life. May good luck and success follow each member 
m years to come and with fond hopes of all meeting at some 
future date in a good old 840 reunion. 
Au revoir et bonne chance! 



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WHAT THE INDEPENDENT 
AIR FORCE DID 

HEN in the spring of 191 8, the Allies decided to make 
reprisals for the Air Raids made by the Germans on 
the defenseless English and French cities, the British 
organized a force known as the Independent Air Force 
to carry on the operation. It was called Independent 
because it operated independently of the Royal Air Force. 
Prince Albert held the rank of Captain in this Force and many 
others among its officers were from the best British families. 

During its operations this Force sent out over the enemy terri- 
tory squadrons consisting of from five to one hundred aeroplanes 
which dropped daily (and nightly), rain or shine, sixty to one 
hundred tons of high explosives on military objectives and 
manufacturing plants scattered over a belt a hundred miles wide 
all along the Rhine Valley. These raids penetrated as far as 
Essen and Heidelberg, and plans were under way for bombing 
Berlin when the Armistice was signed. It was the only force 
that brought the War home to Germany. 

They destroyed ammunition dumps, railroad yards, chemical 
and gas works, and by blowing up railroad communications with 
the rear, virtually cut the arteries of the German Army. More- 
over, by their repeated excursions into "Hunland," they disrupted 
the sleep, the rest and the working capacity of the troops in the 
manufacturing towns and cities of Southern Germany. 

How much these raids behind the Boche lines had to do with the 
breaking down of the morale of the German people and Teuton 
soldier cannot yet be properly estimated. 

No. 3 A. D., Courban, France, was the Main Depot of the 
Independent Air Force, and was so cleverly situated in a hollow 
or natural bowl among the hills that the Boche Pilots were 
unable to locate it and subject it to a "Raid." In fact many 
English Pilots lost their way endeavoring to locate the Aerodrome 
even when in possession of directions how to find it. 

The planes which they used were the DeHaviland 4, DeHavi- 
land 9, DeHaviland 9A (DeHaviland 9A with Liberty Motor) 
for day bombing and fighting; Handley-Page for night bombing; 
and Sopwith Camel for scouting and convoying Handley-Pages 
on raids. The De Haviland 10 and loA were being experi- 
mented with. 



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BOMBING PLANES 




HE Bombing Plane is one which is ordinarily of larger 
size than either the Fighting Plane or the Scouting 
Plane. It is not so swift in flight as the latter but has 
greater carrying capacity — some, such as the Handley 
Page and D.H. lo, being capable of flying with five tons 
dead weight over all, including weight of machine, its 
complement of five men and sixteen hundred to two thousand 
pounds of bombs. Bombers are divided into two main classes, ( i ) 
day bombers and (2) night bombers. Day bombers, which must 
needs pass over the enemies' lines when they can plainly be observed, 
must of necessity be capable of flying high and obtaining some 
speed in order to escape pursuit and the anti-aircraft guns. Night 
bombers are more cumbersome, slower, but capable of carrying 
greater weight of bombs and of longer sustained flight. The Hand- 
ley Page and D.H. 10 are examples of the night bomber. The 
former fitted with twin Rolls Royce engines makes about eighty- 
five miles per hour, at six or seven thousand feet and the lattei 
fitted with twin Liberties, is capable of one hundred and thirty 
miles per hour at ten thousand feet. 

Each bombing squadron supports from ten to eighteen ma- 
chines. By supporting we mean keeping the allotted nurnber of 
planes always in prime shape for action. Missing or smashed 
ones must immediately be replaced by new or repaired ones and 
right here is where the Repair Squadron comes in. 

"All planes return safely," some one yells and we all crane 
our necks, at the time worn joke and look over towards the old 
railroad siding, which runs up to our camp, and there sure 
enough on the incoming trucks are several H.P.'s and D.H.'s re- 
turning from the front and in rather dilapidated condition to say 
the least. They resemble nothing but a pile of junk, a shapeless 
mass of broken longerons, struts, twisted, torn wings and splintered 
propellers. These returns are termed, "Crashes." What wild 
tales of heroism, of dare-devil courage and death are buried 
beneath those twisted, blood spattered masses. They bear a silent 
testimony to the bravery and patriotism of those super-men who 
laughed at death and there far up in the inky blackness of the 



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sky, with none to record their deeds, played the greatest game 
of all games, with death as the stake and odds against them. 

But our musings are interrupted by parties of men preparing to 
remove the debris from the cars to the salvage sheds. Let us fol- 
low one of these "crashes," an H.P., and observe what is done 
with it. Upon being brought into the shed, the plane is ener- 
getically attacked by a party of salvage hands who proceed to de- 
tach all component parts. The remains of the wings or "sails" 
are taken off, the twin engines are extracted and sent to the Engine 
Shop for rejuvenation, the propeller, undiercarriage and tail 
planes are detached and we have nothing remaining but the 
gigantic "Fuselage" or body of the machine. This is separated 
into four main divisions, nose, center section and two tail sections, 
which we now see placed on carriages, and pushed over to the 
Fuselage Shop, where if w"e follow we see the painted linen 
covering ripped from the sections. Then a party of expert wood- 
workers proceed to tear away all broken or strained parts of the 
nose section and to replace them with exact duplicates of the 
original part as it was before being injured. This necessitates a 
great deal of very careful and precise work. While this is going 
on there is also a party at work on the center section, repairing, 
and mending the intricate bombing rack and also one or two 
men at work getting the tail sections in shape — replacing longerons, 
struts, etc. Whenever these sections are prepared all hands are 
called to lift and carry the cumbersome sections and connect them 
into one complete fuselage skeleton which is put into correct level 
position and all wires and sections "trammeled" to proper shape 
and tensity and the wires and shackles locked. The skeleton body 
is now ready to be taken over to the Dope Shop. 

At the Dope Shop strong Irish linen of the best quality is 
tightly stretched over the entire framework and then the "dope" 
is applied. Dope is a sort of Varnish composition of ether, banana 
oil, gun cotton and sulphuric acid, which is applied to the fabric 
surfaces of the airplane causing them to contract and tighten and 
rendering them impervious to moisture, also rendering the surfaces 
smooth so as to offer the least friction with the air. Four coats of 
this dope are applied and allowed to dry. 

Meanwhile let us take a peep into the sailmakers shed and see 
what is transpiring there. Here we perceive that they have 
brought in the great wing framework from the Carpenter Shop. 
How fragile and web-like it appears. It is constructed scientifi- 
cally with a minimum weight and so braced and counter-braced 
as to obtain the minimum weight and maximum of strength. 
These frameworks are placed on standards and around each 



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gathers "the sewing circle" which proceeds to stitch on the linen 
cover. After this is done, dope is applied as in the case of the 
fuselage. 

While all this is going on the engine men have taken the 
battered, bullet punctured engines, "torn them (down" com- 
pletely till every nut bolt and screw has been dismembered. Then 
the process of building up commences. Repaired and new parts 
are brought from the Store Room and assembled — valves are 
ground, bearings are scraped and cleaned and a general over- 
hauling takes place. There is usually a bit of competition hert 
between parties working on different engines to see which can 
get its engine in first class shape the soonest. As soon as a party 
announces the completion of an engine, it is taken out and placed 
on the "Test Block," where a propeller is attached and an in- 
spector tests out the machine as to the timing of the valves, mag- 
netos, etc. If he finds the engine will run smoothly and will pro- 
duce the required number of "Revs" (sixteen hundred revolutions 
per minute) he tags the engine- O. K. and ready for installation 
in the machine. 

By this time the complete fuselage has been brought into the 
"Aero Fitters Shed" where the engines are brought and installed, 
the wings, which we watched in the process of construction, are 
connected to the fuselage, the four wheeled undercarriage is at- 
tached and the tail planes are put on. Here all the men from the 
Instrument Shop enter with the altimeters, speedometers, com- 
passes, etc., and the "gun men" from the "Amorers Shop" with 
their guns, gun carriages and racks. 

When these are all duly installed the machine stands complete 
in every detail. It is a huge affair, measuring eighty-seven feet 
in length and with a one hundred foot span. (The Super-Hand- 
ley measures one hundred feet by one hundred and sixteen feet). 
It is now placed in "flying position," that is, made level latterly 
and longitudinally and the "R. A. F. wires (streamline wires)" 
are tightened and locked at the correct tension so as to produce the 
proper dihedral angle, angle of incidence and stagger. A dozen or 
so men gather around and push the great bird out onto the Aero- 
drome, her wings are unfolded and there she stands in majestic 
potentiality as if sniffing the battle afar off and eager for her first 
trial flght. 



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r.RISTOL, liXGLAXD, TU1.V 4, 1918. 
I— Formation of 823rd and 840th Squadrons at Temple Mead Station. 2— Pro- 
ceeding to the Cathedral— Lord Mayor of Bristol in first carriage. 3— An English girl 
selling flags. 4 — Eats — who said the subs, would starve England? 5 — U S Tars 
passing review. 6— Contingent of English boys— "Eyes Roight." 7— Our organiza- 
tion passing review, Lieut. Small in command. 



840^8 INDEPENDENCE DAY 
JULY 4IJ?, 1918 




OR its glorious impressions, and as a memento of the 
important episodes in 840's overseas career, Independence 
daj^ July 4th, 19 1 8, can onlj^ be superseded by that 
greatest of all days which again found the world at 
peace. The good people of Bristol, England, had taken 
it upon themselves to ojEfer us, as the representatives of 
our people, the freedom of their city. Nature had given all her 
charm to the day's opening, and did not take back her gift until 
the "shades of night" commanded. 

Of course, the spirit of the day alone was enough to inspire us. 
It was not strange, therefore, that the expression of our feelings 
inspired our English Allies, who had so uncompromisingly taken 
it upon themselves to make the day an unforgetable one. That 
they more than succeeded in their endeavor anyone of us will 
accede to, in words of praise. 

We were to be Uncle Sam's representatives, on his greatest holi- 
day, in one of England's most important cities. We and the 823rd 
Aero Squadron — barely three hundred men. Small w^onder then, 
that each one of us took extraordinary care to prime himself and 
his equipment for the occassion. Small wonder, as we marched 
and heard the ungrudging cheers accorded us, that each one of 
us felt that the acclamation was extremely personal. Such was the 
spirit of the reception tendered us by our hosts. 

Our column was headed by Captain Ammons, the American 
Post Commandant and our own Commanding Officer, Lieutenant 
Hiles. Our own bugle and drum corps, which was in perfect 
harmony for the occasion, aided us to proudly "carry on" through- 
out the day. At approximately ib.oo A. M., we boarded a special 
train at the Yate Station for Bristol where, at 10.30 A. M., we 
stood in formation in front of Temple Mead Station. The Lord 
Mayor met us there to lead us on through a city literally bedecked 
with our colors — the wonderful "Stars and Stripes." The first 
halt in the march occurred at the Bristol Cathedral where we 

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attended a most impressive service. The following extracts from 
a Bristol newspaper faithfully record the most significant hap- 
penings of the day : 

The Dean, in the course of an eloquent address welcomed the guests, 
and recalled the momentous occasions of the anniversary and of the visit, 
reminding them that nowhere did the idea of world progress through 
national development find greater support than in the pages of Scripture, 
nowhere a fuller recognition of those bounds which He hath set and within 
which He is governor. The address proceeded : One hundred and fifty 
years ago by the Declaration of Independence, like a full-blooded son 
bursting with soul-energ}', in reluctant revolt against a loving but ever 
restrictive father. And your forefathers gave their blood for it. Now, 
in these days of vast clashings of an embattled world, your great nation has 
made another Declaration of Independence in support of the free develop- 
ment of all national life, all the world .one. States small as well as great 
following unmolested and untrammeled their own appointed course, their 
own line of advance. Brothers, your banners craved for freedom then; 
they wave for freedom now, and the blast of the wind that stirs them is the 
very breath of the Spirit of God. For where the Spirit of God is, there 
is liberty. As one of your own poets has said: — 
Once to every man and nation 
Comes the moment to decide, 
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, 
For the good or evil side. 

To you comes the hour and the choice. Never in history has a people 
chosen so hard a path for more unselfish motives, for higher ideals. 
Across the three thousand miles of danger-ridden seas, to a Continent where 
danger awaits, you have come. 

Not for the gain of gold, for the getting, the hoarding, the having, but 
for the joy of the deed, but for the duty to do. 

Materially in this great adventure your nation may have much to lose; 
spiritually it has saved its soul ; and the verdict of history will set its 
seal of passionate approval on your people's act of highest altruism. 
Centuries ago, when the Mayflower left Plymouth, (continued the Dean) 
we cast our bread upon the waters; we have found it after man}- days. 
The Pilgrim returns a mighty host, over a million strong, on a Pilgrimage 
of Grace, on a veritable crusade, to win a menaced civilization for 
freedom and for God. 

Those among the Americans who desired to do so were invited to 
attend the Pro-Cathedral; where Canon Lee, assisted b\' the Rev. Richard 
lies, conducted a special service. The children from the Roman Catholic 
schools of the city greeted them in the Cathedral yard by singing "Hail ! 
Columbia" and 'The Star-spangled Banner." Mass was said by the 
Rev. Richard lies, which was followed by an address from Canon Lee. 
who based his remarks upon the words "By their virtues ye shall know 
them." He extended a hearty welcome to the troops, and referred to the 
many bonds which bound them as Catholics to this country. The Cabots, 
who were Catholics, sailed from Bristol, accompanied by three priests, in 
1497, and landed in New Foundland on the Feast of St. John the Baptist. 
Then there was George Calvert, who set forth for Maryland in November 
1625, and founded the first colony in the New World where religious toler- 
ance was established. Another link between the Catholics of Bristol and 
those of America was that the first Bishop of Baltimore was consecrated 
at Lulworth Castle on August 15th, 1791, by the Right Rev. Charles 
Walmesley, Vicar-apostolic of the West of England and the direct 

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predecessor of the present Bishop of Clifton. In conclusion, he apologized 
for the absence of the Bishop of Clifton, who was prevented from 
attending by a prior engagement. 

At the suggestion of the Lord Mayor, the committees of the Bristol 
Liberal Club, and the Bristol Constitutional Club undertook the 
provision of the luncheon, which was served at the Drill Hall, Old 
Market Street. These gentlemen were not content to see that the meal was 
supplied, but they personally attended to the comfort of their guests. By 
their direction the spacious hall was appropriately decorated with flags, 
flowers, and foliage plants, and had never looked so gay. The Lord 
Mayor presided, supported by the Sheriff, the Bishop, Lieut-General Sir 
Henry Sclater (Southern Command), the Right Hon. Sir C. F. Hob- 
house, M. P., the Master of the Merchant Venturers (Mr. J. Herbert 
Budgett), Sir Barclay Baran, Colonel Burges, Colonel H. Cary Batten, 
Mr. R. F. Freer (American Vice-Consul ), Canon Lee and the following 
American officers: — Capt. McElroy, Signal R. C, A. S. Capt Ammons, 
Lieuts. Hiles, Jackson, Young, Brown, Small and Winquist (U. S. Navy). 

The first toast was that of "The King," which was given by the Lord 
Mayor and enthusiastically received. No less hearty was the greeting 
accorded the second toast — "The President of the United States of America" 
also proposed by the Lord Mayor, who said that we had to realize that 
President Wilson was a man who had thrown his heart and soul into those 
things which he believed to be right, and especially in regard to the 
present war. Bristolians were giving them this little welcome in order 
to express what their feelings were towards their American Allies. They 
wished them every prosperity, and hoped they would take away pleasant 
memories of their visit. 

A NEW BROTHERHOOD 

The Lord Bishop, in proposing "Our CJuests," said when that morning 
he saw their flag waving from the topmost tower of his Cathedral he 
thought what a symbol that was of the burying of old animosities in a new 
fellowship and a new brotherhood (applause). He asked himself: What 
had effected this change? What had been its reason? Had it not been 
on their part the recognition of the principles of freedom, of right, and 
of righteousness? They lay deep indeed in our civilization, and, it had 
been given to them as a great nation to give expression to them at the very 
moment when they might have thought of their trade and their own 
security, so far from the battle sphere (applause). He asked permission 
to preach a three-minutes' sermon to the guests of the day under three heads, 
which he had stolen from an American preacher: (i)This world is 
upside down. (2) It must be placed right side up. (3) You are the 
boys to do it. The world, in a sense, was upside down. A day or two 
ago they received news of a dastardly outrage, which was only on all fours 
with what had been going on for the last four years, and deepened their 
sense of repulsion towards those responsible for it. It did not become any- 
one, still less a Christian minister, to be revengeful, but they could 
justly demand reparation. On this matter he was to a large extent in 
sympathy with the merchant seamen, and the objects of the meeting they 
were holding that night. The world must be placed right side up — let 
them keep their ideals high, keep them clean in the days which lay before 
them in the great contest in which they were going to take their part. 
They were the boys who were going to do it. Out in Flanders and in 
France were acres of ground sacred to those who had laid down their 
lives, and he asked them to say that so far as lay in them, those sacrifices 
should not be in vain (applause). 

Captain McElroy, in his reply, addressed the company as "Fellow- 
Britons and Fellow-Yankees." Asking them to pardon his Scotch, he said 



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he stood before them with a wee bit of pride and a wee bit of admira- 
tion. Over in Yankeeland they were proud of Old England (applause). 
He took off his hat to salute France, Britain, and Italy for what they had 
done in this war. All hail to the great little contemptible army of Great 
Britain (applause). When he remembered the action of Admiral Chester 
in the Spanish-American war, twenty- years ago, which prevented them 
from having to fight the Huns as well as Spain, he considered they were 
only doing their duty in coming to the assistance of their brother-Britons. 
This was an inspiring occasion, for before him he saw the Union Jack 
and the Stars and Stripes entwined (applause). They often heard about 
the number of Germans in America. That was due to German money; 
but to him it was a great satisfaction to know that todaj' some of those 
Huns were fighting the Huns. Wherever the parents of their soldiers 
came from Germany, France, Italy, or Great Britain — those determined to 
deliver the world for all time from the power of the enemy (applause). 
Captain Amnions also briefly responded. 

After luncheon we continued our march. Our ranks had been 
swelled by the addition of a small body of our own "Blue Jackets" 
and a representative contingent of local British troops. The route 
terminated at a beautiful spot in a park known as Durdham Downs. 
There the fairer sex of the city entertained us at a delightful tea 
served in spacious, specially erected tents. This concluded the 
day's splendid offering; and returning to the station, we departed 
for our post, our minds stimulated by memories that would never 
die out. 



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MEMORIES OF TEXAS 

I remember, I remember that big old sandy camp 

Where the wind was always windy and the rain was always damp. 

I have a pleasing vision of a brimming Texas Flood, 

With seven miles of canvas in a sea of dobie mud. 

I remember, I remember the norther's chilling blast 
That used to make us think each day was sure to be our last; 
When wrapped in army blankets like a wild Comanche hoard, 
We'd pray for better weather and the mercy of the Lord. 

I remember, I remember how the old tent used to flap. 
And drive us bughouse every time we'd try to take a nap ; 
How night and day it slapped away without a pause for breath 
Till we used to wish the blasted thing would slap itself to death. 

I remember, I remember how we used to rave and swear 
And cuss the folks at Washington because they sent us there. 
We'd cuss the War Department and the Mexicans and Japs, 
And then we'd cuss each other till the bugler sounded taps. 

I remember, I remember the hikes we used to take, 
The chiggers and the rattlesnakes and beast of every make ; 
How round about the fire every time they got a chance, 
The scorpions and the centipedes would do a song and dance. 

I remember, I remember how with joy our faces shone 
As we jumped the crowded trolley for the lights of San Antone ; 
Where down at the St. Anthony our troubles we would drown 
And break the ten commandments every time w^e went to town. 

I remember that bold hero who braved the midnight flood 
To smuggle in some whiskey, but got mired in the mud. 
And as his shoulders disappeared beneath the slimy ooze 
He shouted, "I'm a goner, boys — for God's sake save the booze." 

I remember, I remember how it used to knock us flat 

To think that Davy Crockett died for such a land as that, 

And how one day we grabbed our packs and hit the northern track 

To go to war with Germany and help to drive them back. 

I remember, I remember how we used to scheme and plot 
Devising sundry methods to escape our cruel lot; 
And how with light and joyful heels the Texas soil we spurned 
When we spread the Bull and got away and never more returned. 



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DID IT EVER HAPPEN TO YOU? 

When your lungs are dry 

And the end is nigh 

With the score standing two and two, 

Then they make a run 

And vou've lost vour mon 

did' IT EVER HAPPEN TO YOU? 

If j'ou walk the street 

And a girlie neat 

Appears with a number one shoe, 

Then you see her face 

And it's out of place 

DID IT EVER HAPPEN TO YOU? 

When inspections bye 

And you heave a sigh 

Of relief thinking that you're through. 

Then you get a "skin" 

That keeps you in 

DID IT EVER HAPPEN TO YOU? 

"TO ROUEN" 

A?! Ode, or a Hidden Prayer of Salvation 
Oh! Golden night of perfect bliss; 
Was ever there a night like this 
To soothe our savage souls, in need 
Of creature comforts, and our greed 
For chow, such as we never ate 
Since we left home — not even Yate? 

Thou, city of thousand stars. 
Bravely we shun thy gilded bars, 
Dispensing "vin," both "rouge" and "blanc" ; 
Teetotallers, we think liquor rank. 
Had Nero known thy wond'rous charm, 
He'd have turned Rome into a farm. 
And moved his palace where today 
A white star oft directs our way. 

"WHERE THE WIND BLOWS" 

One day while Kelly Field, Texas, was enjoying one of its 
frequent sandstorms a new recruit went up to a sentry and 
asked how long the wind had been blowing and the sentry said 
he did not know, as he had only been there six months. 



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TO THE "COOTIE" 

Oh beloved little cootie 

You're my grey back snuggling beauty, 

But did you ever figure friends must part? 

Seems I cannot live without you 

That I rave, shout and clout you 

Can't you hear me calling dearie, have a heart? 

Back in dear old civie life 

The honored mother of my wife 

Used to come and visit me and stay, 

Until at night I'd moan and beller 

That she-devil is a heller 

I'm sure I can't stand this another day. 

But 

I've got a sneaky feelin' 

If I've any future dealin' 

With pests like you and "mother" seem to be 

And if I can do the "choosin' " 

Of which I'll be a loosin' 

I'll write my dear mamma to make her home with me. 

"IN LINE" 

We stood in line to sign up, 
We stood in line for pay. 
We stood in line for everything, 
Because, 'twas the quickest way. 
But when we get home again 
Away from trenches, shot and shell. 
Must we stand in line to kiss our girls? 
If we do, — won't it be h ? 



O'Sharman — "Has anyone anything for the complexion?" 
Geisege — (With a rougish grin) "Yes, here's something." 
O'Sharman uses freely without consulting the label. 

(Two hours later.) 
O'Sharman — "Hey Raymond, What the H was that you 

gave me?" 

Geisege — "Oh, that was Galvin's Spavin Cure, — good for all 

animals." 



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I'LL SAY SO 

"When you ride a hundred miles on an English troop train, 

And then tramp a hundred farther through the mud and drizzling 

rain; 
When your pack feels like a load of bricks, your feet and back are 

sore. 
And you haven't drawn a nickel's pay for ninety days or more, 
And you haven't got a shilling left to buy a fresh cigar — 
You're kinder out of luck, feller — 

I'LL SAY YOU ARE!" 

"When you hit the hay at midnight as tired as you can be. 
Just to rise again at daybreak at the sound of Reveille; 
When you drill from early morning till the sun is going down. 
Then get assigned to K. P. when you crave a pass to town. 
And you spend your leisure moments scrubbing kettle, pan and pot. 
It's not the kind of life you hope for — 
I'LL SAY IT'S NOT!" 

"But you're playing a position in the world's great game of ball. 
And you wouldn't miss this chance to see the biggest game of all. 
So when they call strikes on you, grit your teeth and show some 

steam, 
And remember that you're signed up with the pennant winning 

team, 
And that all the knocks you're getting — army chow, fatigue and 

drill- 
Will make a man out of you, feller — 
I'LL SAY IT WILL!" 

(Stars and Stripes) 

FROM ONE OF 'EM 

"Day're going to call me 'Sammy' 
My Gawd, what have I did? 
Why don't they make it 'Ferdinand', 
Or 'Cutie dear' or 'Kid'? 

I wonder for dat handle 

Just who I got t'ank? 

Why don't they cut dat 'Sammy' stuff, 

And stick to good old 'Yank'? 

Now dare's a name I fall for, 

It's big and strong and frank, 

Yo, dare's a sound dat's got some stuff, 

A good, loud-bellowed 'Yank.' 



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I'll bet some sewin' Circle 
Or some newspaper crank 
Wished dat dare 'Sammy' on me. 

Hell ! 
Why don't they call me 'yank'^ 
(Stars and Stripes) 



BRISTOL FIGHTERS 

On a bright and sunny morning 
In the cheery month of May, 
There came a Yankee squadron, 
Just to pass the time away. 
To a quaint old English village 
That bore the name of Yate, 
When Nations were at pillage 
And the world awaited fate 



It was a busy squadron, repairing aeroplanes, 

Whose members in off hours 

Were chasing Bristol dames — 

Now, Bristol dame is too tame a name 

For a female dynamiter, 

So, the squadron shows one more insane; 

They called her Bristol Fighter 

And up and down the village street, 

'Tween the hours of seven and ten. 

Most every scamp you'd chance to meet 

Was a Yank with a Bristol hen — 

Now a hen has wings — 

So has a plane ; 

A Bristol Fighter's one — 

One and the same, 

In game and name, 

So here's a toast to them. 



"BIRDS" 

Birds of a strange creation, 
To save the world from damnation 
And protect our noble land, 
Birds that haven't a feather, 
Nor a song that's worthy of praise, 
But birds that fight for honor 
Are the birds that we daily raise. 



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THE 840TH SQUADRON 
From the dusty plains of Texas, 
Where the cactus holds full sway, 
In that land across the ocean, 
Known as the U. S. A., 
There comes an Aero Squadron, 
To help lick Old Kaiser Bill, 
And if he could see the "V'armints" 
He'd sure pull in his quill. 
'Twas a true American mixture, 
From Irishmen to Jews, 
And the toughest looking set of men. 
That ever walked in shoes. 
Now Kaiser Bill said he'd win the war, 
And I won't be sorry I wrote it, 
For I knew he was a dirty liar, 
When 840 boarded the Canopic. 
There's Lieutenant Hiles, all full of smiles, 
He's our Commander so I'll begin, 
He tramps the boys for many miles, 
And issues each a skin. 
There's Lieutenant Small, he plays baseball 
With the boys wherever they're "at." 
He carries a skin list of his own. 
But he's a damn good scout at that. 
The Sergeants and the Corporals, 
Are full of Yankee Pep, 
If we had looked for better men. 
We might be looking yet. 
There's Mickey Mills who'd drive the chills, 
Right through a preacher's spine, 
With his wild screeches and stump speeches, 
And bits of old rag time. 
There's Mick's pal Larson, 
Who's as far from a parson 
As any mortal could be, 
But he's held all positions. 
With pugilistic ambitions, 
From Top Sergeant down to K. P. 
There is old Paddy Donovan, 
A regular son-of-a-gun, 
To make it a rhyme I must say. 
And Paddy's my friend, clear through to the end, 
Tho' it comes on Judgment Day. 
There is A. D. Miller, The Lady Killer, 
Now this might m?ke him blush, 



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But just the same it gives me pain, 

To write about such mush. 

Now this is a temperance army 

But I'll let you in on one thing, 

We've got our Steins and Whiskeys 

Tho' we're rather short of gin. 

We have a Stein for a Sergt. Major 

And a Stein for a Tailor too. 

The Whiskeys are Buck Privates, 

But they are useful too. 

We have Private Danes, who always claims. 

To be some aviator, 

And Guy G. Ames, who plays the game, 

Of cook and table waiter. 

There's Privates Lewis, Lenz and Lang, 

One of them aint worth a dang. 

The other two ain't far behind, 

I only hope they find their mind. 

There's Privates Harman and O'Sharman 

Who remind me well of P. T. Barnum, 

Tor spreading salve they can't be beat, 

But both good guys for you to meet. 

There's Privates Frederick and Chestnutwood, 

Two small boys and both are good. 

But if you are looking for a nice warm fight. 

Just call on our comrade Silverlight. 

He's a boxer as well as a Jew, 

And he's saving a punch for the Kaiser too. 

There's Privates Klein and Randy, 

Both of whom are fine and dandy. 

But they eat like dogs, are as fat as hogs, 

And at swinging the lead they are handy. 

As far as eating to excess. 

Old Hog Williams is the best. 

I never heard that gent complain, 

He cleans a table like a hurricane. 

There's Private Eagle and Corporal Rhoades, 

As good men mingle so do rogues. 

If swinging the lead would win our wars, 

These two birds would be our stars. 

We have a Wandell, 

And also Lobdell, 

I must say their only ambition, 

Is to kick up a lot of hell. 

With their pal Deniston, 

They seem to take great delight, 



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In tearing up Fourth Section beds, 
In the middle of the night. 
Well I think I've gone quite far enough, 
As my pen is bent with this foolish guff. 
With these remarks I will end, 
Before I lose my only friend. 



YATE COLLOQUIALISMS 

SkiNj An indescribable thing issued from the 840th Orderly 
Room, with unsurpassed generosity, which is strengthened by 
its unexpected arrival. Its appearance is followed by a gen- 
eral mobilization of sulphurous remarks, cancellation of dates, 
doing up of accumulated washing, and writing of letters. 

C. B., A state of existence, combining rest, sleep, scrub brushes 
and dirty huts. Private Atchison can describe the various 
sensations of "C. B." 

Pup Tent, An article issued to U. S. troops, the use of which 
was a mj^stery until discovered by Corporal Thompson. Ask 
him, he'll explain. 

Go-TO-H ELL-HAT, An article of head-gear issued by the U. S. 
army, to be worn by the troops and furnish the people of 
France and England much amusement. 

Carry On, The meaning is dependant on the use of the word. 
Commonly used to mean proceed, or as you were. 

Ta, a word the English failed to leave behind them in the cradle." 
It means, "much obliged." 

Cheerio, A very common English expression for "Goodbye and 
Good Luck." 

Told Off, The explanation of the vast difference between your 
supposed important self and the insignificant worm you really 
are. 

Fed Up, The condition of mind described as Busted, Disgusted 
and Not To Be Trusted. 

Swank, Nifty, or swell, a millionaire on six per. 

Posh, Anything pleasing, nice. 

Swinging the Lead, Great army in-and-out-door sport. Ref- 
erence, see any Private in 840 Squadron. 

Pig, a word set aside to designate certain men at each table in 
the mess-hall. 

Bristol Fighters, A prominent type of English Fighting Aero- 
plane. Probably better known in 840 circles as the girls 
who ride the weekly excursion train from Bristol to Yate. 

Wind Up, An expression for anger, excitement or a troubled 
state of mind. 

On the Peg, On the carpet — Over the coals. 



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GoODBYE-EE, An elongation of an American goodby. 

Bli-Me, In plain language, "Oh Hell." 

Top Hole, A-i Finest Ever, 

Rawther, An accented "Rather." 

French Expressions Adopted by the Soldiers 

Beaucoup, a term used fluently in connection with the words 
"Cognac" and "Francs." It means many or much. 

Ca Ne Fait Rien, "Ish Ka Bibble" a la France, or in other 
words; it's immaterial. 

Finis, Word associated with war on its present status also used 
in connection with most love affairs in the A. E. F. 

Allez Tout Suit, "Beat it." A phrase it was necessary for us 
to learn in order to break away from a group of Mademoiselles 
intent on demonstrating affection for "La Amerique." 

Qui Maxier, Our C. O. stands sponsor for this expression, 
which he claims means "\'es chief." The staff gives no guar- 
antee. 

Tres Joi.ie, The French equivalent of the English "Posh" and 
the American "Nifty" or "Classy." 

ViN Rouge, Vin Blanc, Cognac, Booze, The only conquerors 
of the A. E. F. Battles following each pay day. 

CoMBiEN, "How much?" Usually followed by "trop cher" (too 
dear) and a depleted financial condition. 

Tres Bon, Very good. Descriptive of the appearance of all of 
the French Mademoiselles. 

DoNNEZ Moi UN Baisec, (Give me a kiss.) We don't have to. 
ask for 'em over here, so why bother. 

Pas Bon, "No good." A terse description of our camps. 

Tres Zig Zag, "Very drunk." An example of cause and effect; 
Vin Blanc playing the role of Cause and Zig Zag Effect. 

Comment, "How?" Meaning I don't get the drift. An over- 
worked expression in conversation with the French. 

DUDS 

Bombs Which Dropped in Our Midst But Didn't "Go Off" 

That 840 was to be stationed in Garden City permanently. 

That we were all to be transferred into the infantry. 

That our destination was Cleveland, Ohio, when we were leav- 
ing Garden City for a boat. 

That the Canopic was loaded with T. N. T. 

That we were to re-embark at Liverpool for Egypt. 

That overseas troops were only to draw $7.00 per month. 

That the people of Chipping Sodbury were getting up a petition 
to the Chief of Air Service to keep. 840 in England for the dura- 
tion of the war. 



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That on arrival at Le Havre we were to be sent to Italy where 
there was beaucoup sunshine and grapes and darn few fatalities. 

That every four months we would get seven days leave. 

That the war was bound to last two years more, at least. 

That the King of England had set aside ten boats to return the 
Yanks who were attached to the Royal Air Force, 

That 840 was to represent the Independent Air Force in the 
big parade at Washington, D. C, December 17th, 1918. 

"A REGULAR APPETITE" 

You can talk about a good appetite, 
Of how much a man can eat, 
• But, come to me, when fruit is ripe 
And there's plenty of bread and meat. 

If the waters were made of cream gravy, 
And the islands were T Bone steaks, 
I'd devour the Sandwich Islands 
And drink up the five great lakes. 

WATCHING A SOCCER GAME 

Lee — "Now I see why an Englishman is so quick on his feet." 
Watkins — "Yes, and now I can see why thev are so d — n block- 
headed." 

Said a charming young thing from the West, 

"Girls are much too expensively dressed. 

So my clothes I will sell 

For I'd look twice as well 

In " (The censor's deleted the rest). 

"I have long contemplated retiring, 
And must do it" the merchant said, 
"I'm getting too lazy for business. 
And will join the army instead." 

TROUBLES OF THE SERGEANT MAJOR 
"When will the C. O. be in?" 

"Is there any mail for me today?" "Why isn't there?" 
"Do you think that we shall leave soon?" 
"What is wrong with my allotment?" 
"Why was I given extra duty?" 
"Could I get a pass today?" 
"How many skins do I have?" 
"Were my things properly laid out for inspection ?" 

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"Why am I put on K. P.?" 

"Why can't the tailor mend my clothes?" 

"What time do we get paid?" 

"What time is sick call?" 

"Can I get some medicine without going on sick call?" 

"Why must we shine our hob-nailed shoes?" 

"Can I get a transfer to another shop?" 

^'Can they break an N. C. O. without giving him a court-martial?" 

"Why was I put in the awkward squad?" 

"Where is the Supply Sergeant?" 

"Do we go on detail tomorrow?" 

"Will we have those damn setting-up exercises this morning?" 

"Who is on sweeping detail this morning?" 

"When does the next bunch go on leave?" 

"What time is mess?" 

"Why can't I get a pair of boots my size?" 

WHY IS IT? 

That Darmstader suddenly started boiling his clothes, airing and 
inspecting his blankets, and perfuming the air in hut 6-c with 
creosote ? 

That Lieutenant Hiles is all smiles when he gets a letter bearing 
an English postmark? 

That Wandel and "Worthy" are so fond of Sergeant Major 
Stein ? 

That at Courban when we had pancakes for breakfast, we 
couldn't have syrup, and when we didn't have pancakes we had 
bread and syrup? 

That in the army, you have to look in the book to tell whether 
or not a man is sick? 

That Zed Register gets mad when you re-arrange his bunk? 

That the Yanks and English have such a great love for one 
another ? 

That we notice so many pieces of "Y" paper around Sampson's 
bunk with "Dear Dot" written on them? 

That Mickey Mills wouldn't admit dropping the match at 
Garden City? 

That Lieutenant Hiles wanted to carry the bioken nut cracker 
to France with him? 

That Shanklin gets so little mail ? 

That Looys Hiles and Small are such close friends? 

That the government turned the clock up an hour on Joe 
Smith's bridal eve? 

That 840 cooks are about as popular as the German measles? 

That Wiegmann has so far escaped the cooties? 



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Some snapshots taken at Yate, Glos., England 



That the "Limie" guards didn't stop the Yanks at the en- 
trance at Camp Yate? 

That all the boys like to have O'Sharman and Silverlight 
around ? 

That Mickey Mills is so all fired quiet? 

That Private Heap got court martialed at Letracey? 

That our cooks can efficiently boil water? They burn every- 
thing else they fool with. 

That Henry Larson never gets credit for being modest? 

That everybody howls when Harmon starts to sing? ' 

That they call Gibbons — "Captain Ireland"? 

That Lieutenant O'Brien's Sergeant Major wouldn't crawl 
tinder the train ? 

That you can say anything before an English girl but "Bloody"? 

That Wandel is so full of the effervescent BULL? 

That Sergeant Goosey was in such a hurry to get into the bomb 
shelter at Nancy? 

That Lieutenant Hiles made his'speech in the hold of the boat? 

That we can't get outsiders to admit that 840 is the best squad- 
ron Uncle Sam sent to France? 

That the latrines at Letracey are such risky things? 

That McClafferty is so anxious to get back home? 

That the Courban Y. M. C. A. is so popular with the Yanks? 

That Tom Williams' feelings are easily hurt? 

That the Y. M. C. A. girls at Letracey never spoke to the 
enlisted personnel ? 

That we have such a kind feeling for those infantry officers on 
board the Canopic? 

That Otto H. Atchison is called "Wild Cat"? 

That everybody was so glad to see Henry Stein make the boat 
at Hoboken? 

That Lieut. Somers hands out the same kind of pills for a head- 
ache that he does for a sprained ankle? 

That the English always burned out the engine boxes at Yate? 

That no one reports for sick call on holidays? 

That they call Kelley the "Peanut Sergeant"? 

That Wiggenhouser is called hard-boiled ? 

That Carey Roberts can charge one franc for a hair cut and 
feel right about it? 

That the writer can't think of anything else for this page? 



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"SAME OLD STUFF" 

Corp. Clary likes good things to eat, and is inclined to grumble 
when things do not suit his fancy. After two months stay at 
Yate, he looked down on his slum gullion and goulash and mut- 
tered, "Hebrews 13.8" (Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today 
and forever.) 

"AMONG THE WOUNDED" 

A soldier was innoculated in camp. He wrote about it to his 
mother, who evidently was not familiar with army expressions: 
"Dear mother, I just got a shot in the arm." The response came: 
"I will arrive on the next train. — Mother." 

"ORDERS IS ORDERS" 

After taps one night Burleigh and Butler were in bed talking 
and swapping stories when Sergeant McFadden came around and 
yelled: "Put that light out and go to sleep." "That ain't no light 
Sergeant," Butler said, "that's the moon." "I don't care what it 
is," said Sergeant McFadden, "Put it out!" 

Lieut. Small on the subject of "Cooties": "Run 'em out in the 
open, you can get a better crack at 'em." 

Willie Faugnan, (Buck private) — "Hey Kelly, I now rank 
with Marshal Foch." 

Kelly— "So?" 

Willie — "Yeh — He's as high as he can get and so am L" 

"THE FLU" 

"I know the ills of the smoker's heart 

And oft have I sensed its pain, 

I've turned my head to a salmon can 

Neath the ladders I've walked and scorned the folk 

And courted the dread ptomaine. 

Who promised ill luck to me. 

I hate self-praise, but in raids and frays 

I'm as brave as the best V. C.'s; 

Yes every day as I scan the news 

And see what it takes to fight the flus, 

I mortally fear to sneeze." 

Fame comes by many roads. A lot of people know of the Kaiser 
who never heard of Shakespeare. 

It always pays to tell the truth, but some ways of telling it pay 
better than others. 

There's no place like home — that's why the married men all 
enlist. 



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THE UMP 

"Who'll ump this game," says Captain Staab. 

"I will," says Acker, "give me this job." 

So straightway to the field he chases 

Where his Eagle Eye can see the bases. 

Soon the game gets hot and smoky, 

Rooters' voices hoarse and croaky. 

840 Bugs get to the pitcher. 

Out comes the good old-fashioned ditcher 

Puts their twirler on the sideline. 

Sad, but wiser on the pastime. 

Comes a new guy to the mound 

Our faithful batters to astound, 

He looks a pitcher sure enough 

But Ye Gods men, he lacked the stuff. 

The catcher signaled what to make 'er 

But Lord, He'd need aft elevator 

To get the shoots that were tossed over 

High and wide and in the clover. 

Foemen who had placed their money 
In their tummies all feel funny. 

840 Bugs are shouting Hoops, 

That's the stuff to feed the Troops. 

Captain Ammons starts to fret. 

Soon begins to swear and sweat. 

He who formerly did boast. 

Now gives his men a brimstone roast. 

But hark, the battle changes tune, 

It 'pears 840 laughed too soon. 

Despite our Boston Looys' calls. 

Root gives them all a base on balls. 

Thus it stood when the ninth rolled round, 

The score is tied up safe and sound, 

Rooters all rare to their feet, 

Keen for an extra inning treat. 

But ha. There's one thing don't forget, 

We're overlooking our one best bet. 

For out in right stands Happy Acker, 

Looks calmly on and chews terbaccer. 

Old Hap's been waiting all this time. 

To end the fray with the Indian sign, 

To please Lieutenants Small and Hiles, 

And send his comrades home with smiles. 

So what's the use to shout and howl. 

To fume and fret and grin and growl, 



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Our foes can never win this game, 

Hap's long since had it in a frame. 

He'll work them with the Razzamattoo, 

And if he finds that this won't do, 

There's one more good one left he thinks, 

I'll spill the beans with the Tripple-Ka-Jinks. 

He shot it to them with a jerk, 

Here's how he did the dirty work. 

In the first of the ninth we garnered one, 

Just enough to end the fun. 

But then they started with a mighty rush, 

Nearly had our shoulders to the plush. 

Lord-ee boys but they did smacker 

There's one hope left that's Happy Acker, 

The batter raps a dandy one. 

The man on first he starts to run, 

The second baseman grabbed the ball. 

But Hap don't see the play at all. 

He's out or safe I don't know whether. 

The ball and runner arrive together. 

He's safe 823 starts to shout, 

But Happy says "By Gawd he's out." 

Towards Old Hap they start to run. 

They call him a bum and a son-of-a-gun. 

They push and shove and rave and shout 

And Captain Ammons bawls him out. 

But Happy like a game old cock, 

Sticks to his decision like a rock. 

The game is won — The day is o'er, 

But that gang is sore. 

Just one thing more before I quit, 
If there's a team you'd like to "Git," 
If you want to give them the royal bumps, 
Get Happy Acker for your "Umps." 



HEADLINERS 

Most popular man, Mills. 

Handsomest man, Watkins. 

Best Mexican athlete, Worthington. 

Best aviator, Danes. 

Quietest man, Alcnauer. 

Noisiest man, Pollack. 

Biggest eater, Williams, A. T. 

Most modest, Williams, T. E. 



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9 

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II 

12 
13 
14 
15 
16 

17 
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Most humorous, Mills. 
Best ladies man, Doenges. 
Most clever man, Staab. 
Hardest worker, Ryan. 
Best lead swinger, Randolph. 
Best ground aviator, Ross. 
Best second story man. Reeves. 
Best driller, McFadden. 
Worst driller. Stein, H. M. 
Most hard-boiled, Wiggenhauser. 



A COMPARISON 

A request for a cigarette. 

American — "Hey pal, lemme take the BULL till I twist me a- 
dizzie?" 

"Limie" — "Oive you a foig. Sir?" 

Greisinger — "Micky," where did you say your brother worked?" 

Mills (Micky) — "He's working in the 'Hysterical' department, 
near Paris." 

She — "Did you know that I'm an ammunition girl?" 

Butler — "You mean you make a lot of noise?" 

She — "No! I like to have arms around me." 

A GOOD OPENING 

Joe Seeger had just thrown a canteen of water at Mike Edla- 

vitch, who insisted on talking after taps. 

Mike — "What do you mean by throwing water on my bunk?" 
Joe — "Had your mouth been open it would not have hit your 

bunk." 

OVERHEARD IN THE TINSHOP 

English Sergeant — "Do you know old Chappie, I built one of 
the largest bridges in London before I got conscripted." 

Corporal Lowe — "That's nothing; Before I enlisted I built the 
dam in the Ohio river and I was offered a million dollars for 
it!" 

English Sergeant — "That's a good offer. Why was it not 
accepted?" 

Corporal Lowe — "I wouldn't give a dam (n) for two million 
dollars." 

Frazee — "What is a hypocrite?" 

Greisinger — "A sergeant that comes in smiling after being re- 
duced to buck private." 

Sergeant Greisinger — "If kids keep a fellow out of the next 
war, I'm going to have a doubled-decked baby carriage parked in. 
my back yard." 



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Heap — "Hey, you fellows had better watch those milliners in 
Bristol because they trimmed a couple of sailors the other night." 

Corporal Wandel — "Hell is the only thing in England that 
isn't rationed. You can get that any place." 

Maid (at London hotel) — To Corporal Register. "Now if 
there is an air raid during the night, you will probably notice that 
the women go in the cellar ; but the men either stay in their rooms 
■or go out in the street." 

Register — "Thanks very much, how do you get to the cellar?" 

Roberts — "Who are j^ou?" 

Captain — "Why I'm the captain," 

Roberts — "You are d lucky! They only made a private 

•out of me." 

French — (On way over) — "Look! You can see WALES." 

Greisemer — (Excitedly) — "Them ain't wales, them's moun- 
tains." 

Lutz — "Did you see that girl smile at me?" 

Wiggenhauser — "The first time I seen you I nearly croaked 
laughing." 

Marjorie — "Why are you not in khaki?" 

Williams — "For the same reason. Madam, that j^ou are not in 
a beauty chorus — I was born too soon." 

American Soldier (Wishing to explain something) — "Wal, 
listen! You know Sandy Hook — " 

English Girl — "No, I don't know any Scotch Boys." 

First Doctor — "Was your operation today a success?" 

Second Doctor — "I made a successful cut into the patient's 
eastern front and received an indemnity for five hundred dollars." 
— (Life). 

FAVORITE SAYINGS 

Tailor Stein — "Sergeant Schmidt; I've got to go to Breestol 
(Bristol) to git some stoof." 

Corporal Sampson — "Say Kid gottne matches?" 

Cook Greisemer — "I ain't kiddin' you a damn lick either." 

Corporal O'Sharmon — "That's not a sensible argument." 

Carey Roberts — "Holdem Newt." 

Lieutenant Hiles — "That's the system." "O good lands." 

Sergeant Arnall — "I'll tell the whole blinkin' world too." 

Sergeant Greisinger — "Don't kick it." 

Sergeant Shreve — "Say what time do they open the 'PUBS' in 
this town?" 

Sergeant Denniston — "Oh boy, I was out with a queen last 
night." 

Corporal Register — "Who's got the cigarettes?" 

Corporal Wandel — "Yes, Yes go on." 

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Sergeant Smith (Joseph) — "You guys don't know what it is to 
be married." 

Lieutenant Somers — "The last fourteen years of the war won't 
be as bad as the first fourteen." 

Sergeant Schaffner — "Let's get a drink." . 

Sergeant Watkins — "Ca ne fait rien" ("Ish-Ka-Bibble"). 

Corporal Mills — "God help the King." 

Sergeant Meadowcraft — "Oh you could do me so mucri good." 

Tailor Stein — "I'll have a Port." 

Corporal Darmstader — "I'm steppin' out now." 

Corporal Silverlight — (Moonbeam) "Lemme take this a 
minute." 

Corporal Clary — "That's the stuff to give 'em." 

Sergeant Kelly — "Say you birds, keep quiet back there." 

Sergeant Shanklin — "You're darn tootin." 

Ketterer — "You tell 'em, I'll stand at attention." 

Donovan — "I'm a peace time corporal." 



"OH HELL" 

To: Private Property (257,689,000), 840th Aero Squadron. 

1. You will consider yourself under arrest during the hours 
from- 12.00 m. until 12.00 m. from June 5th until further notice 
both inclusive, and will remain in barracks except for permission 
to visit latrines which will be given by N. C. O. m charge ol 
barracks. 

2. Sunday hours also 12.00 m. to 12.00 m. 

3. Saturdays from i.oo a. m. until i a. m. all barracks will be 
thoroughly scrubbed. 

4. Reason — Saluting an English Sergeant Major. 

Extract — A. R. Any person subject to military law who escapes 
from confinement or who breaks his arrest before he is set at 
liberty by proper authority shall be punished as the court-martial 
shall direct. 

(Signed) Raymond L. Hiles 

2nd Lt. Air Service Comdg. 

IT TAKES SO LITTLE 

It takes so little to make us glad. 

Just a line from sweetheart, mother or dad, 

Just a word from one in the U. S. land. 

And we finish the task we long have planned, 

And lose the doubting fear we had. 

It takes so little to make us glad! 



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HENCE THE BEARD 

By Capt. Peter J. Curto, 260th Service Squadron 
Wilbur Wright Field, Fairfield, Ohio. 

It was at Saturday morning inspection. The Commanding 
Officer spotted a private whose unshaven frontispiece was hairy 
blue with neglect. 

"Why didn't you shave this morning?" demanded the C. O. 

The private became extremely nervous and his hand shot up 
to his chin. "You see Sir," he stammered, "there were eight of 
us shaving by the aid of a single mirror and I guess I must have 
shaved somebody else." 

"AFTER THE WAR" 

If our army is discharged soon after we get back, why not take 
the ships for carrying us back and make a pontoon bridge, to 
New York City and have us march across, receive our discharges 
on the other side and be dismissed? Then let the fastest men get 
home first. Various statements are made as to what time it would 
be done in. After our arrival home it will be no surprise to see 
840 men wearing assorted medals, ribbons and stars, originally 
from the soak shops of the East Side. It is expected that the 
S. R. O. (Standing Room Only) sign will be hanging out on all 
out-bound trains from the Pennsy and other stations for a while. 
The peculiar style of arrival in the home towns varies with the 
locality. There will doubtless be helmets, sabers, buttons, badges, 
iron crosses and other particles of kultur hanging to the belts of 
the homecoming warriors. 

The scene of greeting the old folks is too sacred to be included 
in this piece. Now comes the serious question of force of habit. 
As the time approaches for the first meal at home will we jump 
up and make a mad rush for the table in order to secure the 
position of advantage ? Will we make a dive for the meat dish, in 
order to get a choice piece? If we miss it, will we give way to the 
heart rendering remarks, "A man hasn't had any yet" and "Save 
enough for one man, etc"? After the meal will we take our knife, 
fork and spoon to the kitchen and wash them? As tlie evening 
comes, shall we go to the old man and request a late night pass? 
If we let midnight slip by us while we are out will we feel guilty 
for a moment, when we notice that it is 1.30 a. m. ? Will we pass 
over the renewal of our acquaintance with the honest to God 
spring bed, in the morning will we leap up with a start, the idea in 
our head that we have overslept and missed our daily oats and 
bacon? And after breakfast shall we rush upstairs to make our 
bunks before 7.15? After shining our shoes, will we be seen 

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standing at right dress in front of the house, and later marching 
around the block several times at attention? When we go to work 
will we quit at ten thirty for a fifteen minute rest? Arriving 
home from work at noon will we hang around a while for the 
ever welcome "All out for mail"? In the afternoon shall we quit 
work at four o'clock and go in search of a cup of tea and a jam 
sandwich ? On Saturdays will we be found emptying our trunks 
and making queer piles, circles and squares with the various 
articles of clothing etc.? Will we appropriate Saturday after- 
noons for ourselves with no further notice to the boss? If there 
happens to be a number of us going in the same direction, will we 
naturally fall into squad formation? And if we pass an officer 
in uniform will we give him a snappy salute, or will the force of 
habit be a bit worn by that time, and we give him a cold stare 
such as is bestowed on a dead fish ? 

Worthington — "Harmon says he is going to be a singing, 
comedian." 

Register — "A what?" 

Worthington — "A singing comedian — a funny singer." 

Register — "Oh well, he's that already." 



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1 — Exponents of Super-Jazzapation. 
Orchestra. 4 — The Drum Corps. 



2 — I^arson singing in his sleep. 3 — The 



MUSIC 




USIC hath charms to soothe the savage beast," Any soldier, 
who has served in the A. E. F., will willingly verify this 
timeworn quotation. But, aside from the efforts of "The 
Ever With Us Barber Shop Harmonist," who even 
survive going "Over the -Top," proper musical entertain- 
ment was not always a possibility. In fact, when the "March to 
Berlin" was once fully on its way, all of us had to get in step. 
Because of this more important matter (our actual mission) those 
among us, who are talented found no time to learn a new song, or 
brush up on an old one. 

While in England, however, and at such times in France as cir- 
cumstances permitted, some of our members put forth every effort 
to entertain us. Among them our friend, Tom Williams, reigns 
supreme. We are indebted to him, not only for the occasions upon 
which he displayed his wonderful voice to such good advantage, 
but also for the spirit which prompted him, at all times, to wil- 
lingly offer his services and to often take the initiative in arranging 
a program. Our own "Micky" Mills, Irish singer and comedian, 
is another who has earned our commendation as have Frank 
Hunter, who faithfully presided at the piano whenever called 
upon, Henry Larson another singer, who has always been a 
willing volunteer, "Benny" Silverlight, our Hebrew comedian, 
Frank Huff whose black face activities have made us laugh, 
Claud Donley, our far famed drummer, Howard Chapel, Albert 
Meadowcroft, Ray Wandel, Ralph Fornwalt and everyone else 
who helped turn the dark clouds inside out when the sun was not 
shining as brightly as it is today. 

The following are several songs, written by members of 840, 
Avhich were first introduced at A. E. F. entertainments: 

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SQUADRON SONG 

(Jir Battle Hymn of the Republic) 

I. 

Every State within our Borders 
Boasts some members of a crew, 
That was formed one day in Texas, 
Formed to make the Kaiser rue; 
For 840 was quite ready, 
Glad to meet our Flag's demand. 
Proudly took its stand! 

Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
Proudly took its stand ! 

II. 

When on foreign soil they landed. 
Ever ready for the test, 
Every "Man Jack" in 840 
Strived to do his level best . . . 
They sent up some Handley Pages, 
Other fighting craft as well ; 
They gave old "Jerry" hell! 

Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
They gave old "Jerry" Hell. 

III. 

In the glory of the Heavens, 
There our flag we proudly hail; 
And 840 shares the glory 
For its airplanes did not fail . . . 
Though its members may be parted. 
Yet, their spirit will live on; 
It will go marching on ! 

Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
Glory! Glory! For 840 
It will go marching on ! 



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"I'M SO HELPLESS" 

("Je suis Impuissant" ) 

I. 

They gave a "Croix de Guerre" away 

To private Jones, the other day . . . 

He went out alone on "No Man's Land"; 

Brought back six "Boches," 

Without a helping hand . . . 

Then a "petite" French maid he met; 

He's looking for help yet — 

Last night, I chanced to stray ; 

'Twas then, I heard him say 

To her in this most plaintive way; 

Chorus 
"I'm so helpless when you are near; 
All I can say is 'je t' aime' . . 
Oh, how I wish that I could 'parlez vous' ! 
I'd like to say a million things to you . . . 
Your eyes glisten when they look at me; 
Oh, how I want to exclaim! 
If the words of my heart 
To you I could impart. 
You would soon realize 
That the hero you prize 
Is vanquished by mere woman's art." 

II. 

This little maid felt just as he; 

She looked at him quite longingly . . . 

She didn't get a word he spoke ; 

Really, I think 

That it was quite a joke . . . 

In French her words were literally 

His own, strange though it be . . . 

Her voice was low and sweet; 

It really was a treat 

To hear her greet him, when they'd meet: 

Chorus 
"Je suis Impuissant, 
Quand vous ettes, pres . . . 
Tous zue je dis — 'love you' . . . 
Je veux comprendre 'American' . . . 
Je veux dire beaucoup a vous . . . 
Vos veux brillent, quand vous moi regardez 



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Je veux S'ecrier" ... 

She was all up a tree ; 

But, between you and me, 

What she wanted to say 

Is as plain as the day 

"You're a hero of heroes to me." 

Words and Music by D. F. Marcus. 

"GOODBYE FRANCE! HELLO BROADWAY!" 
We said goodbye to Broadway, 
We missed the "good old white lights," 
Quite a long time ago — 
But, we got the foe — 
We came, we saw, we conquered ; 
So, we know the time is near 
When we will be returning 
And it brings us cheer — 
We feel we've done our bit ; 
In France we've made a hit. 

Chorus 
Goodbye France! Hello Broadway! 
We're coming back to you — 
Now, we've ended the war, 
And have settled the score. 
We'll turn night into day — 
Yes, we'll see you soon. 
All our hearts in tune 
For "One wonderful big time" — 
France, we think you're fine. 
But, now we've crossed the Rhine, 
Broadway means home ! 

Words and Music by D. F. Marcus. 

"THEY BLEW AND DRUMMED US ON OUR WAY" 

For weeks the strains of bugle calls for reveille, taps, pay day, 
assembly, etc., etc., had been perpetrated upon our ears, at such 
hours as their need was not required. 

Our bugle and drum corps was practicing, practicing for that 
great celebration held on July 4th about which more is contained 
in these pages. Under the organization of Lieutenant Small and 
the leadership of Glenn Curtis, our field music expert, L. S. Bur- 
leigh, "Shorty" Chestwood, "Shorty" Watkins and Carl Wig- 
genhouser, buglers, and Claud Donley, Paul Candler, Cary Rob- 
erts and M. H. Smith, drummers, excelled themselves. 

At this writing we hope that we'll march to the rhytnmic time 
again on that greatest march of all — the one that leads back home. 



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"THE BACK TO AMERICA BLUES" 

Now, that the war is over, 
All of the boys long for home; 
All of the boys are anxious 
To cross the briny foam — 
I heard one lad say 
To his bunkie, just today: 

Chorus 
"I've got the want to go back 
To my little shack, 
'The Back to America Blues' ; 
Now, that it's 'fini la guerre'. 
And I've said a prayer 
Of thanks that I've pulled through, 
I'll soon be packin' my pack — 
You bet your 'Jack', 
I hope there'll be no excuse — 
The French girls are *Tres Beans', 
But I sigh for those queens, 
Who stroll on Broadway 
Not the Rue de la Paix — 
I want to go quick ; 
For, I'm awfully home sick 
With the 'The Back to America Blues'." 

Words and Music by D. F. Marcus. 

'THERE'S A PLACE IN FRANCE CALLED COURBAN" 

(Air "There's a Long, Long Trail" ) 
There's a place in France called Courban, 
Where they have sent you and me, 
'Tis the home of mud and cooties, 
And of Number Three A. D. 
There we built our Handley Pages, 
And some D. H. gs as well. 
If you want to see this cock-eyed place, 
Just buy a ticket to hell. 
There we learned to talk our parlez-vous, 
Kamerad, Bully Beef, Toodl-ee-oo, 
Combien ? Too much, Tres Bon and such. 
Like real Parisiennes do. 
Now they say we'll go to Germany 
To put Old Glory on the Rhine, 
And if we can't go home 
We'll be glad to roam. 
Where there's beaucoup beer and wine. 

Words by C. L. Deniston. 



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"JUST A LETTER FROM YOU" 

I was feeling rather blue ; 
Didn't know just what to do — 
Out here seems so far away, 
As we drift from da}^ to day . . . 
But, the mail arrived just now, 
I'm a different man, some how; 
For, as always, you've made me 
Happy, like you want me to be. 

Chorus 
Just a letter from you, 
Words, so tender and true 
How my heart beats for joy at their theme; 
Though there isn't much news. 
To tell me of whom you dream. 
Still I crave every line, 
And I watch for the sign 
Of the mail when it comes due. 
For the thoughts in j^our letter. 
Make life seem much better 
And bring me back, Mother, to you. 

Though I've known girls by the score. 

Only one did I adore ; 

But, in time, I came to see 

That she was not meant for me . . . 

I thought life was all amiss, 

But, }'ou soothed me with a kiss. 

Aided me to see it through 

As, today, your letters do . . . 

Chorus 
Just a letter from jou. 
All my faith you renew 
As I look to the skies up above; 
Every word, that you write. 
Plainly shows me the might 
Of your ever unceasing love . . . 
When in darkness I grope 
You, my bright star of hope. 
Light the way, so I know what to do; 
Compared with your letter 
There's but one thing better 
To see you, dear Mother, just you. 

Words and Music by D. F. Marcus. 



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4_Th7^^fghferf'''''J/hTTrfnT'^T" ^°°tball Team. 3-The Basketball Team. 




SPORTS 

PORTS in general were inaugurated in our squadron after 
the presentation of complete pharaphernalia by two 
wealthy New York ladies. 

While in the states we had such inclement weather that 
it was impossible for us to engage in any outdoor sports. 

(Except the pick and shovel.) 

On our arrival overseas, we jumped in with both feet, and 

the following teams were formed and well represented — Baseball, 

basketball, track, volleyball and football. A brief sketch of each 

sport follows : 

BASEBALL— IN ENGLAND 

FOOTBALL FIELD No. 3 (W.) A. R. D.— YATE GLOS. 

822 vs. 840, May 12, 19 18 

We opened our season by knocking the horsehide to all corners 
of the lot and easily defeating 822 by the score of 17 to i. Good 
fielding by our boys featured the game. 

Batteries — 822, Walker and Arbius ; 840, Ash and Colvin, 

CRICKET FIELD NO. 3 (W.) A. R. D.— YATE GLOS. 
840 vs. 822, May 19, 19 18 

In a hard fought game, featured by good pitching on both 
sides, our team outhit 822 and won by the score of 4 to 2. After 
the second inning none of the opposing players passed the midway 
bag. Root's arm was the master of this game, striking out four- 
teen batsmen. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin ; 822, Walker and Arbius. 

DURDHAM DOWNS, BRISTOL 

840 vs. ist Canadian Cadet School, May 25, 1918 

A game featured by many fast plays, seesawed until the seventh 
inning, when our boys pushed across enough runs to put the 
game on ice, the final score being 12 to 7. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin ; Canadians, Woods and 
Timmons. 



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DURDHAM DOWNS, BRISTOL 

I St Canadian Cadet School vs. 840, June ist, 19 18 

Root, our invincible smoke ball pitcher, allowed the Canucks one 
hit and easilj^ won his game by the score of 7 to 3. Loose fielding 
enabled the visitors to score three runs. About five thousand 
Bristol people witnessed the game. 

Batteries — Canadians, Wood and Timmons; 840, Root and 
Colvin. 

DURDHAM DOWNS, BRISTOL 
840 vs. 2nd Canadian Cadet School, June 22nd, 19 18 

This time we crossed bats against an entirely new Canadian 
team. By bunching hits behind Root, our old reliable, we walked 
off the field victorious by the score of 12 to 5. Heavy hitting 
featured the game. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin; Canadians, Keating and 
Mack. 

AERODROME NO. 3 (W.) A. R. D., YATE GLOS. 
840 vs. 823, June 30th, 19 18 

In one of the hardest fought battles cheered by both English 
and Americans, our team making startling plays from start to fin- 
ish, won by the score of 6 to 5, The game was undecided until 
the ninth inning when our boys pushed across the winning run. 
Good pitching featured the game. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin ; 823, Brown, Harp and 
Burke. 

DURDHAM DOWNS, BRISTOL 

2nd Canadian Cadet School vs. 840, July 6th, 19 18 

In a game featured by heavy hitting our undefeated team sent 
the Canadians down for their second defeat, giving us our seventh 
straight victory. Home runs by Earles, Prather and Martin 
featured the game. Score 6 to 3. 

Batteries — Canadians, Keating and Mack; 840, Ash and 
Colvin. 

SPORTS FIELD, CHELTENHAM 

840 vs. 186 Aero Squadron, July 13th, 19 18 

Played for the benefit of the English Red Cross. 

After winning seven straight victories our team journeyed to 
Cheltenham and suffered their first defeat. The blue socks (840) 
outplayed the red and gold (186) in every stage of the game. 
When our boys went on the diamond in the eighth inning the score 

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stood five to three in our favor. Two errors, a base on balls and 
a hit netted the red and gold four runs, and the final score stood 
seven to five. Home runs by Prather and Worthington featured 
the game. Attendance 5,000. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin ; 186, Teague and Ryan. 

DURDHAM DOWNS, Bristol 
840 vs. 3rd Canadian Cadet School, August 3rd, 1918 

After defeating both the first and second Cadet Schools we 
swung our war clubs against the third school and defeated them 
by the decisive score of 10 to o. Root besides allowing only one 
hit, struck out 19 men and was easily the star of the game. 

Batteries — 840, Root and Colvin ; Canadians, Reynolds and 
Harris. 

BASEBALL IN FRANCE 

After several evenings of hard practice, the following six mem- 
bers of our squadron won places on the Depot team, at Courban 
— Colvin, Root, Bond, Staab, Worthington and Prather. 

FOOTBALL FIELD, COURBAN, FRANCE 

I02d Infantry, 26th Division vs. Courban Depot, Aug. 25th, 19 18 

The game was a toss up until the latter part of the ninth inning. 
With two men down and the score standing 6 to 5 against us, 
Sam Prather, the demon little right fielder, singled to left. Colvin 
followed by placing a nice single in right, Sam taking second. 
Keener (1099) came to bat, with two strikes and one ball — he 
knocked the next pitched ball to deep left cleaning the bases and 
winning the game by the score of 7 to 6. Sam Prather was easily 
the star of the game with two sensational catches back of the tents 
in right field. 

Batteries — I02d Infantry, Johnson and Myers; Courban Depot, 
Root and Colvin. 

BATTERY FIELD, VAUXHAULLES, FRANCE 

'Courban Depot vs. Battery C, 164th Field Artillery, Sept. ist, 19 18 

Without any practice and with several changes in our lineup, 
we journeyed to Vauxhaulles and lost a hard fought game by the 
score of 7 to 4. The battery opposing us was no other than a 
Milwaukee American Association one. Captain Joe Staab was 
the star of the game with four hits out of as many times at bat. 

Batteries — Courban Depot, Root and Colvin ; Battery "C", 
Walker and Kelly. 

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FOOTBALL FIELD, COURBAN FRANCE 

114th U, S. Engineers vs. Courban Depot, Sept. i6th, 1918 
Again without any practice our team crossed bats with another 
strong team of stars, with such players as Fiske, formerly a St. 
Louis Brown pitcher, and Walker, Ex-Detroit outfielder, and were 
easily defeated by the score of 12 to 6. Walker's home run in the 
fourth inning with the bases full and his triple in the seventh with 
two on were the outstanding features. 

Batteries — 114th U. S. Engineers, Fiske' and Gowdy; Courban 
Depot, Candler, Ash and Colvin. 

DIAMOND FLASHES 
Captain Joe Staab, Short Stop. 

Joe proved himself one of the best captains that ever tore up 
sod around the short field. Many times he pulled startling plays 
that brought cheers from the side lines. His war club was the 
big factor in many victories. His single on June 30th won the 
hardest fought game of our schedule, and to Captain Joe much 
credit must be given for the showing of our team. 
G. Root, Pitcher. 

George, whose strike out record is well known by all — 840 — 
fans proved himself master of the diamond every time he toed the 
mound. Many times with three on and none down he struck 
out the next three batsmen. 
Ash, Pitcher. 

Our big husky right bander, who pitched and won the first and 
seventh games, proved himself a wonder with his fast breaking 
inshoot. 
Frank Hunter, First Base. 

The tall lanky lad who holds down the initial sack, many times 
proved himself a giant by pulling the horsehide down out of the 
atmosphere. 
CoLViN, Catcher. 

The boy with the death wing who caught every game and whose 
brilliant headwork helped the pitcher to outguess the opposing 
batsmen. 

Watkins, Second Base. 

The demon little second sacker, who developed a sore arm early 
in the season, played a snappy game around the midway bag. 
Prather, Outfielder. 

Sam proved himself to be one of the fastest men on the team, 
stealing many bases and knocking the horsehide to all corners of 
the lot. 



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BOND^ First Base and Outfielder. 

The strawberry blonde whose coaching of girls along the side 
lines was an outstanding feature, many times showed himself 
master of the occasion in a pinch. 
Earles, Third Base. 

Our hard-hitting third sacker featured many games by knocking 
the horsehide to all parts of the diamond and fielding everything 
that came his way. 
McFadden^ Second Base. 

Mac, with his beautiful throwing arm, was one of the cleanest 
fielders that ever stuck his spikes in a diamond. Many times 
swinging from the south side he hit cleanly and was a good run 
getter. 
Roland Hunter, Outfielder. 

Broke into the game June 30th with two slashing singles and 
fielding the only two balls knocked to the outfield. He now holds 
down a regular position. 
WoRTHlNGTON, Outfielder. 

Capered around right field gathering in everything that came 
his direction. He is a big man but covers lots of ground and a 
regular "Hugh Jennings" on the side lines. 

FOOTBALL 

October 27th — The first call for football candidates brought 
fifteen men into the fold to represent the Courban Depot gridiron. 
Worthington of 840 was picked to coach the team. 

At the start football had some hard blows, the boys had to 
practice after working all day and night and the results obtained 
under those circumstances were astonishing. Lieut. Hiles soori 
came to our aid and got fifteen men relieved from duty for prac- 
tice. After two weeks of hard drilling and five more men added to 
our list we journeyed to VauxhauUes and played the strong Wis- 
consin Artillery team located at that camp to a tie no score. Our 
team made the most first downs and at one time placed the ball on 
the opposing team's five-yard line but lost on a fumble. In the 
third quarter our big husky right tackle, Bob Lowe, had to be 
replaced on account of a sprained ankle. 

Following is the lineup of the Depot team : 
R. End — Ludwig (840). 
R. Tackle — Lowe (840). 
R. Guard— Kelly A. A. (840). 
Center — Roberts (840). 
L. Guard — Bauknecht (840). 
L. End— Olson (835). 
L. Tackle — Worthington (Capt.) (840). 
Quarterback — Larson (840). 

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L. Halfback— Cargay (835)- 

R. Halfback — Loughead (840). 

Fullback — Robinson ( 840 ) . 
Substitutes — McClafferty for Lowe, Wood for Cargay and 
Huff for Olson. Referee — Lieutenant Williams (26th Division). 
Umpire — Sergeant R. Hunter (840). Timekeeper — Sergeant 
J. D. Smith (840). Quarter — 10 minutes. 

VAUXHAULLES FRANCE 

840 vs. Battery C, 164th Field Artillery, November 25, 1918 
After eating an army dinner of bread and gravy our team 
journeyed to VauxhauUes and lined up against the strong artillery 
team at that place. Arriving we found the field in very bad con- 
dition for playing. 

The game started promptly at two-thirty with VauxhauUes 
kicking off. Our team brought the ball back to the visitors' eight 
yard line but lost on downs. The first quarter ended in no score. 
Starting the second quarter rain was coming down in torrents, 
with the ball in VauxhauUes hands on the forty-yard line. A 
long end run and a forward pass gave the visitors the first touch- 
down and ended the half with the score of 6 to o against us. 
Beginning the second half we found the field so sloppy that it 
was impossible for us to cover ground without the aid of cleats, 
and hold the ball without the aid of resin. These the visitors had 
in abundance and with the star playing of two Lieutenants, former 
Michigan Aggie gridiron men, they piled up thirty points in the 
last half, the final score being 36 to o. 
Following is the lineup of our team : 

R. End — Ludwig (840). 

R. Tackle — Lowe (840). 

R. Guard— Kelly (840). 

Center-^Roberts (840). 

L. Guard — Bauknecht (840). 

L. Tackle — Thomas (840). 

L. End — Seifert (840). 

Quarterback — Larson ( 840 ) . 

L. Halfback — Loughead (840). 

R. Halfback — Taggart (840). 

Fullback — Robinson ( 840) . 
Substitutes — Wood for Lowe, McClafferty for Bauknecht, 
Reinders for McClafferty, Huff for Seifert, Cargay for Taggart, 
Taggart for Kelly, McFadden for Robinson, Robinson for Rein- 
ders, Worthington for Thomas. 

Referee — Hodges (Battery C). Umpire — Hunter (840). 
Timekeeper — J. D. Smith (840). Quarter — 15 minutes. 

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BASKETBALL, YATE, ENGLAND 

The popular floor game of basketball was hotly contested in our 
squadron between all sections in the form of a tournament. 

FIRST SECTION 

Captain Fornwalt's goal tossers started out like a house afire and 
after defeating all sections, the clouds blew their way and a trip 
to London was the prize for their undefeated team. 

Fornwalt besides captaining his team to many victories was a 
good shot as well as a fast floor man. 

A. T. Williams, the left forward, brought cheers from the 
rooters, by making many long shots from the middle of the floor. 

A. A. Kelly at center was a bean pole that only a giant could 
outjump. Caged many a basket in a pinch. 

B. D. Thomas, considered by many the best guard of the squad- 
ron, was one of the main factors in his team's victories. 

Elliott, many times this able guard assisted by Captain Fornwalt, 
featured in the score. 

Kithcart, Martin and Ketterer were able substitutes which very 
seldom got in action owing to the ability of the above-mentioned 
players. 

FIFTH SECTION 

The basketball team representing headquarters came within an. 
ace of winning the series, suffering its only defeat at the hands of 
the leaders. Sergeant Taggert was easily the star of the team, 
although each member of the team deserves honorable mention for 
the creditable showing made. 

J. D. Smith, captain, C. Schaffner, S. Shreve, Taggert, H. M. 
Stein and Roberts. 

THIRD SECTION 

Captain Selvey's speedy basketball team put up a game fight 
until they were finally eliminated by Captain Fornwalt's quintet. 

First Section game ! In this match the third section featured 
by fast floor work and led at the end of the first half, but the 
leaders stepped on the floor with a rush and finally won the game.. 

Players Selvey, (Captain), Harmon, Marcus, Ludwig, Larson, 
Rhodes, Burall and Bell. 

FOURTH SECTION 

Captain Butler's quintet of midgets played a snappy game but 
were greatly handicapped by the height of their opponents. 
The third section put them out of the race. Butler, the big boy,, 
was easily the star of the quintet. 

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Players — Butler (Capt.), Lee, Seifert, Donovan, Lobdell and 
Cleary. 

SECOND SECTION 

Captain Hendel's team of goal hunters played a good game. 
After two hard battles they were put out of the race, the material 
was good, but the lack of practice showed upon them. 

Players — Hendel (Capt.), Hard, Curtis, McClaffierty and 
Pollack. 

TRACK 

After several weeks of early morning practice we entered the 
big English track meet at Yate, England, Wednesday, July 24th, 
and scored 36 points. A clipping from an issue of the Bristol 
Sporting News follows: 

Military Sports at Yate England, July 25th, 19 18 

The second sports of No. 3 (W.) A. R. W., Royal Air Force, 
were held yesterday on the grounds adjoining Poole Court, Yate. 
There was a very large attendance which helped to make the 
meet a success. The arrangements were excellent and as usual in 
military sports meetings competition was very keen, and in some 
of the races record time was made. The entries included two 
American Squadrons, 823 and 840, and to the latter went a good 
proportion of the prizes. One of the chief items on an interesting 
and well varied program was a five mile marathon race, won by 
English Corp. Rew, an ex-Olympic man. At the close the prizes 
were presented by Mrs. Measures, wife of Lieut. Col. Measures, 
English Commanding Officer. Results are as follows: 

High jump — First, Harmon, (840) ; second, Minor, (823). 
Height five feet, three inches. 

Throwing the cricket ball — First, Bond, (840) ; second, Atkins, 
(English) ; third, Candler, (840). Distance 106 yards. 

Shot put — First, Morrison, (English) ; Second, Larson, (840). 
Distance, ^i feet. 

One mile — First, Pollack, (840) ; second, A. T. Williams 
(840) ; third, T. E. Williams, (840). Time, 5 minutes. 

One hundred yards, officers — First, Lt. Hiles (840) ; second, 
Lt. Jackson, (823); third, Lt. Greg, (English). Time 11^ 
seconds. 

Half mile — First, Paynter, (English) ; second, T. E. Williams, 
(840) ; third, O. W. Teed, (823). Time 2 minutes, 24 seconds. 

Marathon race — First, Rew, (English) ; second. White, (Eng- 
lish) ; third, Rothwell, (English) ; fourth, Pollack, (840). Time 
25 minutes, 35 seconds. 

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Tug of war — 840 American Squadron beats Aeroplane Repair 
Section, English. 840 American Squadron beats Engine Repair 
Section, English. 

Mile relay race — First, Engine Repair, section, (English) ; 
second. Aeroplane Repair Section, (English) ; third, 840 team — 
Harmon, Burall, Bond and Worthington. Time, 4 minutes, 6 
seconds. 

220 yard dash — Paynter, (English) ; second, Hollingsworth 
(English) ; third, Elliott, (840). Time 23 seconds. 

100 yard dash — First, Harmon, (840) ; second, Gustafson, 
(823); third, T. E. Williams, (840). Time 11 seconds. 

DUST FROM THE TRACK 

Our track coach — Lt. Hiles after practicing double time for 
six months showed himself to be a sprinter of some note when he 
ran the hundred yard dash in his military uniform in 11^ seconds. 

Our track captain — Tom Williams proved himself a master of 
endurance when he ran and placed second in half mile, third in the 
mile and hundred yard dash. 

Harmon — Who cleared the cross bar at the height of five feet 
three and also won the hundred-yard dash was one of the stars 
of the meet. 

Bond— With an arm made of steel threw the cricket ball for the 
remarkable distance of 106 yards. 

Pollack — Our great marathon runner who won the mile and 
later trusted his luck against the English Corp. Rew (Olympic 
Star) in the five-mile marathon race placed fourth followed by 
four members of his squadron, Seifert, Lee, King and John Kelley. 
The last three mentioned never donned a uniform until the day of 
the meet. 

Larson — Heine came within three inches of winning the shot 
put when he pushed the ball of steel 32 feet, 9 inches. 

A. T. Williams — Who set the pace in the mile looked like a 
sure win until the last five yards when the dashing Pollack came 
-along and took the race. 

Elliott — After a bad start in the 220 passed four runners and 
placed third. 

The relay team — Got ofi to a bad start, but gradually picked 
up and placed third. 

In the preliminaries on the day previous Reeves, Parker and 
Worthington were eliminated from the finals on the next day. 

Tug of war team — Much credit must be given Bob Lowe and 
his team, which took five English teams off their feet in the pre- 
liminaries and easily defeated two of England's strongest teams in 
the finals. 



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VOLLEY BALL 

The great Y. M. C. A. game was plajed by our squadron in 
the space between hut 4 and headquarters at Yate, England. Each 
hut was well represented in this sport and many good matches 
were witnessed by hundreds of "Tommies" as well as the usual 
number of "Yanks." 

BOXING 

This sport was well covered by our squadron and especially so 
by the four mitt swingers seen in the picture. An account of 
several of the big matches follows. 

BOUTS 

Robinson (840) Knocks Out Adams (822), Yate England, 
May 23, 1918 

"Jimmy Robinson," heavyweight boxer, knocked out Adams of 
822, a husky lad of 228 lbs., in the first round of a scheduled three 
round bout. About 300 "Tommies and Yanks" witnessed the 
match. 

Robinson (840) vs. Loughead (840), Yate, England, 
May 24, 1918 

In a scheduled three round bout Jimmy Robinson, who the 
night before knocked "Adams" of 822 cold, changed blows for four 
rounds with the mighty Loughead and finally won out on points. 
The third round ended in a tie. Made it necessary for an extra 
round. And to "Jimmy" the English presented a handsome silver 
cup. 
Larson (840) vs. Mills (840), Yate, England, May 24, 19 18 

Heinie Larson, the well known amateur, changed blows for 
three rounds for camp championship with the professional Mickie 
Mills and lost on points. Mickie is given credit of being the best 
boxer in camp. Both boxers were presented with handsome loving 
cups. 

Loughead (840) vs. Arnold (Canadian), London, England, 




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Jul}' 1 8th, 191 8. 
Following is an extract from the London Evening News, whic!i 
covers the bout : A. Arnold, of the Canadian Forces, came with a 
reputation of being something out of the ordinary, but he showed 
nothing startling against R. G. Loughead, of West Virginia, who 
wore blue knickers with a red band and a white stripe. The colors 
could not carrj' him to victory, but he gave Arnold a real good 
fight and with more experience should make the better boxer. 
Arnold makes a great show with his left, but it is chiefly a flap, 
and nothing so formidable as it looked. 

Micky Mills (840) vs. R. Hickman (R. F. A.) London, England, 
August 7th, 1918. 

By rounds — Both sparred for opening, Mills leads with left jab 
to Hickman's jaw, Hickman lets fly a right cross — Mills ducked 
and landed a heavy uppercut to Hickman's jaw — Hickman hits 
the mat for the count of seven — Bell. 

Second round — In this round Mills again proved the best man 
by landing a right cross — Hickman hit the floor for a count of 
three — Bell. 

Third round — Mills starts with a series of jabs. Hickman 
appeared tired — Mills forced the round all the waj^ — Bell. Mills 
gets decision. 

Micky Mills (840) vs. J. Day (H. M. S. Apollo) London, 
August 7th, 1918. 

By rounds. First round — Day leads with a jab — Mills ducks, 
sends left hook to Day's jaw. Day to the mat. Day sends a right 
swing to Mills' jaw — Mills connects with a right cross and a left 
uppercut. The round ends with both fighting hard. — Bell. 

Second round — Neither sparred but both boxed carefully — Day 
was floored at the bell. 

Third round — This was the fastest round seen in the N. A. C. 
Both boys fought hard to the finish. Judges disagree. — Mills loses 
decision. 




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WHO'S WHO 



SoMERS, Henry E., Medical Officer. 

"Doc" hails from Vermont and is "some boy," joining the squadron 
at Garden City he immediately became one of the family, in fact we just 
simplv could not have done without him. 

All of us Avill recall the terrible battles he fought at Yate with his 
trusty steed to say nothing of the many personal battles we might have 
fought had "Doc" not have been on the job to send up reinforcements of 
pills, iodine, etc. 

\\'^e feel safe in saying that every last one of us wish you the very best 
of kick and continued success in your profession. 

HiLES, Raymond L., Commanding Officer. 

From Little Rock "Ark," yes it's in the U. S. 

Commissioned in Infantry November 27th, 1917, after completing officers' 
training course at Leon Springs, Texas. Assigned to this squadron at the 
time of its organization Februaiy 4th, 1918. 

He is an advocate of all forms of clean sport and has worked untiringly 
for the promotion of everything beneficial to the men in the squadron. 
Many of the members will recall with gratification the openness of his 
purse which enabled them to partake of the joys of life ait a time most 
needed. 

We doffed our overseas caps to him at our New Year's banquet when 
he admitted however that he learned many lessons since being placed in 
command of the organization. 

Randall, Merwyn C, Technical Officer. 

Joined the organization as we departed from England and was very 
popular with every one in the squadron. His work as technical officer 
was of high caliber with the result that he was recommended for meri- 
torious services. 

When we sailed for the States he was assigned to special duty with 
the army of occupation at Coblenz and we have every reason to believe 
that his work in a new field will continue to be of highest order. 

Small, Francis B., Supply Officer. 

Commissioned at Plattsburg, N. Y., according to record and was born in 
Massachusetts quite some time previous to entry into military service. Al- 
though in khaki only since May 1917, so far as known yet his powers of 
command and his gift of leadership in messing circles have justly earned 
for him the name, "Leader of The Boy Scouts." This title he accepted 
with a "red-y" smile and he has never failed to answer to its responsi- 
bilities. He is seen at his best, when, surrounded by a crowd of enlisted 
men of the American Air Service he recounts his adventures in crossing 
the Atlantic, his military hardships around Bristol and Yate and the 
horrors of war in the Z. of A. (zone of advance) near Chatillon and 
Courban. Envied on account of his social standing among English officers 
and men where his suggestions are even more valued than his language, 
and for the color of his hair and mustache, the latter being a great 



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convenience in cantonments where street illumination is not provided. 
Among his distinctive characteristics the following are worthy of mention — 
Devotion to duty, (When buying supplies in Chatillon), power of re- 
cuperation without regard to Reveille or meals, and vocal power, dem- 
onstrated either in argument or song. In short you may know how damn 
mean he is, but like him just the same. 

Editors Note — The above contributed bv Lt. Henry E. Somers, M. C, 
U. S. A. 

Acker, Claud, (Happy). 

One of the Hoosiers in the squadron. His favorite pastime is umpiring 
baseball games and braving the fury of Captains and M'ajors to secure 
favorable decisions for 840. Happy is a boxer of some note and delights 
in picking out Sergeant Majors for his sparring partners. 

Alcnauer, William, (Shorty). 

Sergeant of the tail-end squad. The runt of the squadron. Great 
supporter of the canteen. Hard worker and well liked by all. 

Ames, Guy G. 

Rheumatic Ames of Garden City, but not so now. Cook, Chauffeur and 
all around man. Bats 1000% at chasing cooties. Has a new crop after 
each excursion up to the lines in his gasoline buzz. He and his bunk in the 
hold of the Canopic. were fast friends. The bunk and Ames were in- 
separable until the explosion of the first depth charge. Afterwards he 
was seen transferring his blankets to a life boat. 

Anteau, Henry W. 

One might call him a dark horse in the 840 race for as yet the writer 
has not been able to get anything "on him." We surmise however that 
he'll receive a good deal more commendation than an "also ran" when the 
last furlong is completed. 

Arnall, Frank. 

Who never tires of expounding the merits of all men who come from 
Virginia Tech. Has been known to talk as long as two minutes without 
mentioning the subject. He acts as left guide and dotes on continually 
keeping the squadron out of step. Sergeant Arnall has a winning smile 
and a (juaint brogue all of his own which the ladies find hard to resist. 
Along military lines w'e expect much of our left guide. 

Ash, Frank P. 

One of the "Im strong for Toledo gang." He went in for baseball 
pitching with the same zeal he applied to detail ducking and needless to 
say he was some pitcher. 

Atchison, Otto H., (Wildcat). 

And he rode into Phoenix on a wildcat, beating it over the back with a 
rattlesnake. No adventure ever proved too wild for "Wildcat" and he 
comes out smiling every time. 

Bauknecht, William A. 

As graceful as an elephant. 
As clever as an ox, 

But when it comes to raising H 

He sure gets in his knocks. 

Belch, George H., (Sgt. (f) BelchJ. 

Present address, number one in any messline. Former laundry sergeant 
at Garden City. Speaks longingly of the girl in Canton. Survivor of 
many amazing experiences in the south. Known in two countries for his 
beautiful curlv hair. 



Bell, Carl I. 

"Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man health\, wealthy and wise." 
One of our most ardent "sight seekers." Possibly he intends to add a 
series of lectures on "Landmarks of Foreign Countries" to his schedule for 
the children whom he teaches in civil life, when he resumes his normal 
duties. 

BiGLEY, Truman J. 

"The Mighty Blacksmith." Indeed powerful is he. yes and handsome, 
but unfortunately obscessed with the idea of trying to discover whether 
or not his feet are both lefts or rights. 

Bond, Eddongton D. (Balti?nore Bond). 

Our strawberry blond who is known to the baseball players as "Chelten- 
ham Molly," broke the Bristol Fairyland Obstacle race on Saturday, 
June 22, 1918. Holds down a bunk in the Maryland section of the fourth 
squad. 

Bradfield, Charles W. 

The squadron's "Beatrice Fairfax in disguise"; the only difference being 
that he devotes his entire efforts to one person only. Some day he hopes to 
meet her. We wish him luck. 

Brinkley, Clyde W. 

Clyde has the distinction of being the youngest member of the 840, 
being but nineteen years of age. However, he can relate a string of rail- 
road and other experiences encountered while knocking about the world, 
that would hurry any of the rest of us to equal. 

Brown, Elmer S., (Broivny). 

One of the boys from the Quaker State who plays the part to perfection. 
A happy-go-lucky, fellow, independently good natured and well liked by 
all. If Brown\- has ever pulled one over on us, he has been clever 
enough to keep it dark for we never hear anything rare about him. That's 
going some too. 

Burall, Robt. J. 

One of the famous "Officers" of the third section. During off hours 
he drives a truck. His regular duties, however, consist of instructing 
buck privates to show their "Officers" the respect, so necessarv for good 
discipline. 

Burleigh, Lionel S. 

Alias Buly Lion, originated in a small town in Canada. By some 
misfortune, he was in the Florida swamps when he enlisted. Thev say 
the swamp fever makes people delirious, this may help to account for his 
condition. Lionel is one of the magneto repairmen and has been known to 
repair as many as a dozen in one day. In magneto rooms he is known as 
"Mysterious Leone." His favorite song is, "I love the ladies." As a 
bugler he produces wonderful results in practice, but when the proper 
time comes to give the call, he unfailingly balls it up to the dismay of 
his comrades. 

Butler, Lawrence E. 

Lawrence is an ambitious lad from the wilds of western Pennsylvania; 
he is ever on the alert at the shop — he lies in ambush and when a job 
comes his way he pounces upon it and Zip it is finished in no time. Butler 
is a husky lad and much credit is due him for his heaving when our 
tug of war team pulled the Tommies all over the lot at the Yate Field 
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Candler, Paul G. 

Assistant watch dog of the soup bone. Claims to be the hardest worked 
man in the squadron, and since he says so himself we will let it go at 
that. We agree that he must be engaged in some very strenuous labor, 
«ince every time we pass his bunk we see him imbeded in the depths thereof 
utterly exhausted as it were. We haven't been able to find out just how 
he gets that way, but we understand an official investigation is under way. 

Carlson, John G. 

The famous "Flight Sergeant" from the land of the midnight sun. Some 
say he was the originator of the daylight saving scheme but Jack London 
once wrote a story called "Burning Daylight" so use your own judgment. 

Chapel, Howard E. 

Another one of the Sixth City, U. S. A. boys, commonly called out 
Chape. Famous for his extraordinary bunk fatigue powers. Autos and 
aeroplanes are to Chape like dinner and supper to most of us, and his 
unflagging efforts have lifted him out of the failure club to a First Class 
Sergeancy. East Cleveland can well be proud of him. His one fond dream 
yet to be realized is tiiat Rev^eille wont blow some fine morn and he can 
sleep another five minutes. 

Chestnutvvood, Fr.'\NK J. 

Called Shorty by his pals and to a few of his most intimate friends he 
is known as "Old Indifference." His favorite sports are initiating the 
bugle and entertaining Bristol Fighters. His favorite song is "Toledo." 
He is also a horrible example of the English expression "Swank." 

Cobb, Benjamin F., Jr. 

Here is another Florida Cracker. Ben is one of those tjuiet, unassuming 
chaps, whom it is quite refresliing to meet in this man's army. Needless to 
say his friends are many. 

CoLViN, William M. 

One of the Keystone State's man\' representatives in our outfit. Any state 
would be proud to be represented by a man of this character. "Bill" was 
-yne of the most valued members of 840's baseball team. It might be said 
of his social career, in England — He came, he saw, he conquered. 

Craft, Claude C. 

Possesses hair that is envied by all the fair damsels. Never known to 
rise in the morning until the first note of mess call is blown. Shows aver- 
sion to work in any form. Has a manner of drilling peculiarly his own. 

Crawford, Matthew H. (Matt). 

Hails from P-I-T-T and proud of it. The mystery of the first section. 
Never in his barracks. Where he goes is not known, but it is said he often 
carried a lantern in his night travels. Authority on "Love" and very true 
to "her." One of the "quiet" boys who has changed to a real sport since 
landing in England. 

Curtis, Glenn. 

Is most popular with the boys, "ceptin" in the morn, when he blows the 
bugle with such gusto. Glenn hails from the back woods of Michigan 
where he was a regular "divil" in his own home town. When he landed 
in Columbus to enlist, he carried a carpet bag and was togged out with a 
broad brimmed hat and felt boots. Nigh broke his neck gazing at the 
tall buildings. Never mind "Coitus." Lincoln started "that a way." 

Clary, Lawrence W. 

"Buck" is a native of the village of Coshocton, Ohio, (U. S. A.) He is 
one of the best natured men in the squadron and possesses a keen sense of 



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humor. Clary never fails to make friends of those with whom he comes in 
contact. The success of this publication will be due in no small part to 
his contributions. 

D.^.NES, Edward J. 

Known as the "Aviator" the world over. Is fond of telling others how 
"We used to do it at Camp Sherman." Edward is an artist of no mean 
ability, as the cover design of this publication will testify. 

Darmstader, Arthur G. 

Our good friend Darmie. In civil life a cub reporter and in the army 
a bear at cleaning up a panful of slum gullion. That is just to show he is 
an all around guy. A frequenter of cotillions at Chipping Sodbury and 
popular among the English girls as well as the men of the squadron. 

DeBord, Leo F. 

At the end of a perfect day — "sometimes" Leo prepares for a perfect 
night by instigating a riot or some other playful frolic. West Virginia 
stands sponsor for him and the peaceful existence he craves. 

Daum, Fred. 

One of our firm, staid, steady and dignified ones who saves us from 
the reputation of being a pack of wild animals. Fred was married a few 
days before we left old U. S. A. Lucky girl, eh? 

Deniston, Chalmer L. 

A man whose face extends back to the point at which bone formation 
begins. 

His center of ossification radiates excruciating knowledge; when most 
people arrive at the conclusion that it wont, "Denny" will sit down and 
prove to you conclusively that it will. He can explain to you where the 
wave goes when you wave an American flag. 

His untiring efforts and display of pep as Business Manager of the 
"Propeller" cannot be overestimated. 

Good natured, jolly, popular with the fellows and by no means unliked 
by the ladies. 

DiFFENBAUGH, HERBERT H., (Diffie). 

Here is a real live cook. He can prepare without the least conscientious- 
ness on his part, the worst imitation of food that was ever handed to an 
unsuspecting soldier. This is no fault of his since the fellows never have 
the nerve to tell him of his excellent camouflaging. Herbert's favorite 
ditty is, "I love pumpkin pie, I do, I do." An expert on slipping the worst 
food in sergeants' mess kits. 

DoERiNG, Theodore P. 

Corporal of the third squad. Named, we presume, after "Terrible 
Teddy." He believes in the saying, "To the victor belongs the spoils," 
especially in the mess hall. We regret that we have not more space to 
devote to the "Doering-Fornwalt" debates. 

Dodds, Ralph H., (Ginger). 

A hard working Associate Editor, Propeller Staff. 

This young man was transferred to 840 just prior to our sailing for 
foreign shores. He first drew our attention by the brilliancy of his 
auburn locks — secondly by the twin cylinder words with which he was 
wont to adorn his conversation — and finally when we became better ac- 
quainted, we found in him that fine type of manliness which has been es- 
sential in putting U. S. A. over the top in this and every other struggle 
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DoENGES, Fay M., (Flighty Bill). 

Sergeant Doenges is a product of the Buckeye State. It is rumored that 
he comes from the metropolis of Defiance county of the Maumee. Very 
popular among the fairer sex. His helpful hints in the shops have given 
confidence to more than one amateur workman. Well liked by all the 
fellows : 

Donley^ Claude W. 

Here is one of our Chauffeurs Premier (First Class Chauffeur). What 
Claude don't know about motor cars, passed and present isn't worth know- 
ing. Many of our machines have "Returned Safely" on Donley's truck; 
that is, what was left of them after they had tumbled from the blue. 

Donovan, Patrick A. 

Called "Pat." His favorite saying is "A woman is only a woman, but 
a good cigar is a smoke." He frequently flashes a "Pittsburgh Stogie" on 
the unsuspecting multitude. We regard this as hardly fair since we 
haven't been issued our gas masks yet. He nearly wrecked the nerves of 
his comrades by organizing the "Jazz" band, which gave several more or 
less successful concerts. When not on a musical rampage he is a quiet 
chap and a friend to all. 

DoRSEY, Frank J. 

A stalwart youth from Benton, Pennsylvania, a burg noted for the manu- 
facture of good old McHenry Whisky. He stoutly maintains that there is 
no state like Pa., and no creek like Fishing Creek. He also claims that 
this is the best war he was ever in. Dorsey has a winning smile which he 
flashes on his comrades at frequent intervals. He is well liked and has 
the best wishes of the squadron. 

Earles, George W., (Doc.) 

Now we come to this splendid example of southern manhood. George 
joined this man's army back in the summer of '17, as a chemist in the 
Aledical Corps. This branch of the service, however, was too tame for 
George W. and having ambitions to become a high flyer, he transferred to 
the Aviation Section Signal Corps. It was only a short time until he- 
jumped into the squadron limelight as a sergeant. In this capacity he won 
the esteem and respect of those under him. "Fair and Firm" that's George, 
all over. Apart from his squadron and daily flights, he took a prominent 
part in side issues of the squadron. The baseball team could not have 
done without him on the third sack, while the mess line would not have 
been complete had he been absent. After all has been said and done the- 
inevitable answer is — he's a damn good fellow and well liked by all. 

Edlavitch, Mich. 4 el, (Mike). 

Corporal of the third squad. Prophet of the first section. Being a good 
friend of the Major, Mike gives us all the confidential information con- 
cerning the camp. Charter member of the "Gimmee Club." Everlastingl}^ 
referring to the old times at Washington. 

Elliott, Alex F. 

Basketball and Track. Chief disturber of the first section. Hard worker 
in all athletics, but has never broken his back bringing home medals 
awarded at the different sports. It is a shame that medals are not given for 
bunk fatigue for he certainly would be laden with medals of all kinds. 

Engle, Herman. 

They say still water runs deep. "Herm" sure is still. Never says a word, 
but the boys wonder whither he goeth every evening and when he returneth- 



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Farison, Clyde A. 

Many are the accomplishments of this clever boy while on duty, he is a 
Liberty Motor expert. During off hours he is noted as a veritable camera 
fiend. 

Frazee, Charles T. 

The difference between Frazee and great men, is that they all started 
on a farm and Charlie intends to end on one. That is his own statement 
so it goes as the undisputed truth. Frazee had charge of a Fuselage party 
which made an enviable record both at Yate, England, and Courban, 
France. 

Fry^ Herbert D. 

He's so quiet and unassuming that it is almost impossible to say good 
or bad about him. When it comes to Army Rumors, he is the Official 
Gloom Spreader. He has been awarded a ribbon for bringing the boys 
out of the clouds in double quick time. Always a hard worker and when 
she isn't hitting on all twelve Herbert can generally tell you why. 

Fornvvalt, Ralph H. 

Basketball and orchestra. The ragtime violinist. One of the main 
defenders of the first section during the frequent raids. The main ques- 
tion in the first section is — does the girl in the States belong to Fornwalt 
or Hunter. He is advertising his brand new furniture for sale at a 
greatly reduced price. 

French, Silas, (French Old Top). 

One of the squadron's mascots; has been in the limelight ever since the 
squadron was formed. We write no more for fear of infringing on 
"Dere Mabel." 

Frederick, Loval V. 

The fellows call him grinny for he has a smile for every one. His 

favorite pastime is chewing and smoking Five Brothers tobacco. Most 

of his time at the shops is spent making left hand monkey wrenches, 
souvenirs, etc. 

JFaughnan, William T. 

Speaking casually, there is Willy Faughnan, who was suddenly trans- 
ferred from the ease of the Casual Department to the 840th, on the eve 
of our sudden departure for England. Bill may not be an Englishman 
but he can say "Im Sorry," with the best of them and he says it with much 
feeling when the bugle blows "Fatigue." He hails from California, so — 
"Here's to a Bonny, Good Old Mate, 
Who hails from the Land of the Golden Gate, 
The East may raise her corn and pigs, 
But give to Willie his sunshine and figs." 

Gibbons, Orville J. 

Better known in military circles as Captain Ireland, the Cane Maker, 
Heap Big Chief of the Walnut Stick. It's too bad we weren't issued a 
Solomon in our squadron to answer "Gibbie's" numerous foolish questions, 
Orville is one of the most generous hearted men in the organization, always 
willing to extend a helping hand on all occasions. 

Giesige, Raymond. 

Raymond is a conscientious fellow and maintains that a man can be a 
good Christian without the use of soap. His latest achievement along this 

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line, is scrubbing the floors of all four huts in time to catch the afternoon 
train to Bristol. He can roll his pack in one half hour flat. 

Green, Louie P. 

"Cotton Blossom Louie." the guy from South Carolina who still carries 
the nigger slang. He joined as an oil expert, but it did not take him long 
to decide that this was very confining work. Cooking was a much better 
job for he could work one day and rest two. Louie has made himself very 
popular with the troops by feeding them plenty of beans. 

Greisemer, Albert. 

"Them's Not Whales, Them's Mountains" he shouted as the rugged 
coast oi Wales hove in sight, and thus we introduce Albert Greisemer, 
840's finest cook. Nothing is ever too hard for him to do if it is for the 
boys. Back there in Sellarsville, Pa., those four little kiddies can well be 
proud of their soldier dad. 

Greisinger, Chauncey J., (Sergeant Goosey). 

Serious but no one ever knows it. Many dull moments have been turned 
into joyous outbursts of laughter by this valuable piece of "Change" from 
Delta, Ohio. Chaun paid a friendly visit to Nancy and "Jerry" must 
have been tipped off that a valuable rhan was at large for he immediately 
showered the place with bombs. An eye witness has it that Sergeant 
Goosey knocked down 14 Limies in his dash for a dug-out. The squadron 
tailor is now hard at work designing something out of leather to adorn 
Greisinger's coat in connmemoration of the gallant work mentioned above. 

Hard, Ronald M. 

One of the boys of whom 840 is proud. A hard worker, a brave soldier 
and a gentleman in the true sense of the word. Is an expert on engine in- 
stallation upon which so much depends in the aeroplane game. We certainly 
have reason tc boast, since, under the leadership of Sergeant Hard, no crash 
and its subsequent fatalities were ever traced to the inefficiency of this 
squadron. 

Hambick, Lewis E. 

After trying army life he decided cooking was a little better than pick 
and shovel but expert K. P. was the extent of his advancement along the 
cullinary line. This should not be held against him for later he proved to be 
one of the mainstays of the carpenter shop. 

Harmon, Lewis E. (Lew). 

Zowie — The sky is the limit. We used to think that Harmon reached 
the heights with some of the high handed remarks with which he per- 
petrated the air, but when he won the high jump at the R. A. F. track meet 
he also took a great leap into the hearts of his comrades. 

Hava, Charles E. 

Claims the distinction of having been stopped by every M. P. in France 
for exceeding the speed limit. Charlie can strike terror into the heart of a 
front line veteran with his corner cutting and we fear for the pedestrians 
of Clev^eland when he returns. 

Heefner, Chester C. 

A staunch advocate of African Golf and hair cuts a la Dead Rabbit. He 
gained some reputation in the battle of Courban and they say of him that 
none braved Paris with a firmer resolve. Last seen there headed for the 
Follies-Bergere * * * now a seasoned vet, trailing a pair of size 11 
boots through Letracey. A Pennsylvanian and a hard worker. 



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Hendel^ Raymond H. 

A very quiet lad except when asleep. His midnight concerts, dialogues, 
etc., are known to all. Ray is one of those clean cut chaps of whom 840 
Is proud. 

Huff, Frank C. 

One of our few handsome boys. Former corporal of the fighting fourth. 
Very witty, in fact, it has been said he should be with Mark Twain. 
Enterprising business man and holds extensive business interests in Bristol. 
For further details, see Huff. 

Hunter, Frank M., (Sinn). 

Baseball, basketball and orchestra. Always, on asking Slim's home 
address he answers, "Bethlehem, where steel is king"; but his service 
record shows it is Oakmount; why? Is he totally disgusted with Oak- 
mount or His actions before a piano are continually getting him 

into something we would consider "pretty soft stuff." 

Heap, Cecil R. 

Lots of bull, some few ills, 

Gobs of iodine, boxes of pills, 

Private Heap, our Medical Man, 

Hands them out as best he can. 
Doc is one of our quiet birds but his slow wit pleases the boys and if he 
weren't addicted to the habit of sleeping through Reveille, we would pre- 
dict a brilliant military career for him. 

Hunter, Roland L. 

The Columbus (Not to mention Freeport, Long Island) Social Scamp. 
Entered this army on December 13th under the name of Roland L. Hunter 
and the ladies in the aforesaid towns are cussing the Kaiser for prolonging 
the war forcing Rollie o'er the big drink. While yet a student in Ohio 
State University he heard his country's call and though exempt from mili- 
tary service he joined the Air Service and with the exception of always 
drawing guard duty on Saturday nights he has come through a flying. 

Johnson, Otto J. 

"Silence Is Golden" 
He sayeth little, 

and thinketh much. 
So I'll write little, , 

and not get in Dutch. 

Kelley, John G. 

All hail the Peanut Sergeant who came in the limelight yelling madlj-, 
"Only a few more bars left boys, get 'em while they are hot." He 
yelled, shouted and fought his way to the exalted position of Electrical 
Sergeant. He gets by as an electrician and makes some of the most absurd 
assertions; such as, "Electricit}' is something that runs automobiles, street 
cars, machinery, peanut roasters and does many other curious things." 
He spends his time at the shops expounding the principles of his subject 
to the other men. During his leisure in the evenings he gives fatherly 
advice to any one that will listen to him for a couple of minutes. His 
favorite saying after taps is, "You birds be quiet back there." (Hee haws, 
howls, jeers, and catcalls from the birds back there.) 

Kelly, Austin A. (Irish). 

Represents the smoky city of Penna. Went out strongly for basketball, 
volley ball, the mess line, and other athletics. One of our most efficient 
K. P.s, handling the slum-gullion with a skill rarely found in amateurs. 
Very modest about his work as he never allows any one to see him at it. 

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Ketterer, Frederick H., (Mother). 

Boasts of coming from Reading, Pa., the land of pretzels, somkraut 
and beer. He is a member of the firm of Thompson and Ketterer, builders 
of Rotary Motors. As this paper goes to press we are informed that their 
first product is being rapidly assembled and will be out on scheduled time. 
He has been awarded a V. C. for distinguished conduct in the mess line. 

King, Darrel J. 

When it comes to taking chances Barrel's right there. Take a tip from 
us and never dare him to do anything that is impossible, for no matter 
what it is, he'll try it. For example — he entered the five mile marathon 
on R. A. F. Sports Day without one bit of training and finished solely on 
his nerve. Hats off, he is a real type of an American Soldier. 

KiTHCART, John L., (Pap). 

Corporal of the fourth squad. Strawberry blond from southern Florida. 
Has the corner in England on Prince Albert. Closely associated with 
royalty. (Salvage Queens). 

Klein, Henry C. 

Henry hails from Iowa where he was a devoted follower of the plow. 
On his heart smashing tour through England, Kleiny accumulated a photo- 
graph with this endearing inscription, "To My Cowboy, From His Cow 
Girl." Who in blazes ever heard of a London Cow Girl. 

Lang^ Albert V. 

From the everglades and swamps of Florida. Tho now a sergeant, 

there was a time when he was the only buck private in captivity who could 

successfully tell all the corporals and sergeants where to "get off at." He 

■ is full of brainy ideas, especially along military lines. It is even rumored 

that Lang is the author of the I. D. R. (Infantry Drill Regulations). 

Lausch, Marlon W. 

"The Flying Dutchman" from Pa. This bird, however, is not spreading 
his wings these days. His time is occupied in covering wings for aeroplanes. 

Lee, Austin A. T. 

Known as "Ferocious Austentious." A young man that will go far (if 
allowed). Known to every one whether they like it or not. Very en- 
thusiastic track man. Modest and unassuming (?). Favorite subject 
of conversation, "Women, lovely women." Goes out strongly for magnetos 
and other indoor sports. 

Lenz, Fred J. 

840 feels impervious to number ■13's or other hoodoos, for we have in 
our midst, this man from "Lucky" Ohio. Is one of our few early risers. 
Fred is an advocate of Harry Lauder's, "Oh It's Nice to Get Up in the 
Morning," but we all think, It's Nicer to Lay in the Bunk. 

Leonard, Lawrence. 

Honorary member of the Ananias Club and a direct descendant of one 
of the most famous families of Mexican bull fighters and starts an uproar 
every time he begins throwing the Bull. Leonard is of small stature, but 
to hear him talk you would think he was one of the mythical giants men- 
tioned in GuUivar's Travels. It is not his fault that he quit growing too 
soon, for if he had grown up he would surely have turned the world over. 

Larson, Henry T. 

"V'anity," thy name is Henry and beauty in this case is more than skin 
deep. "Red's" one of our favorites, an all around athlete, a fair singer 
and a regular guy of the front line. Having traveled thus far without 
finding anyone whom he loved better than himself. Henry has concluded 



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that there is none better. Comes from Newcastle, Pa., but is better iinown 
among the younger set of the Sixth City. 

Lewis, Claude A. 

Known as "Windy Witaker's" most adept pupil. His work at the 
shops has been heartily endorsed by the inefficiency experts. It is reported 
that he now holds the inaccuracy and inefficiency records. As an enter- 
tainer of the fair sex he is without an equal. Oh, Claude is some heart 
breaker and home wrecker, all right. 

LoBDELL, Lawrence W., (Lobie). 

"Lobie" is the champion bantam weight fighter of the squadron. He 
is the victor of a thousand battles, vanquishing all opponents that come 
his way. Possesses a charming personality and is well liked by all his 
comrades. "Lobie" applies himself to his work and is certainly doing his. 
bit to make the world safe for democracy. 

Lough EAD, Ralph G. (Lager). 

The Frank Moran of the squadron. Holds the long distance sleeping 
record. Also holds a prominent place in all mess formations. It appears 
that he is fond of Westerleigh. We wonder why. Lovingly referred to 
as the Prince of a thousand bouts. 

LousER, Herman W. 

Editor-in-Chief Propeller staff; Guardian of the Squadron Fund; 
Grandmother of the Adopted Twins, etc., etc., etc. The Squadron's com- 
plete faith in this budding young sergeant is shown by his repeated elec- 
tion of each and ever\- office where popular vote is required. 

The qualities which have won for him such an enviable place in our 
hearts need no further comment here. Hermie is our "Blue Ribbon Kid." 

Associate Editor's Note: — We had to say nice things about this Lebanon 
Dutchman or he would never have let the publication go to press. 

LuTz, Clayton H. 

"What's the Use of Being Dutch, If You Aren't Dumb." Clayton has 
let out a link and become a regular fellow since joining the army. It 
was his ? ? good fortune to pay frequent visits to the front line trenches, 
which he approached with the fear of the Lord in his heart. 

Lowe, Robert W. 

Known throughout England for his marked ability to both start and 
finish either side of an\' argument. He has also been known to get dizzy 
from repeated circling of the mess line. Bob is well liked by every member 
of the squadron and his soldierly qualities have won him the rank of 
Sergeant. May he return safely to the future Mrs. Bob in Brilliant Ohio. 

LuDwiG, Gordon J., (Dick). 

"Time and Tide Wait for No Man" 
He comes from the fastest growing city in America (We hope your 
guess is correct) and he certainly keeps pace with it for there's very little 
of importance that takes place that Dick doesn't have a hand in. N. B. We 
just learned that we had the wrong city in mind but what's the odds. 

Long, John W. 

"She" has been his inspiration throughout and well does he merit credit. 
Johnny used to hurry through Saturday morning inspection back in Garden 
City to make the 12.04 for Broad Street Station, Philly, but we don't blame 
John for "she" was waiting there for him. The Independent Air Forces'' 
wonderful success is due in great measure to Johnny's great work on 
D. H. 9s and Handleys. 

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Mack, Paul E. 

Joined the squadron in its mad rush for embarkation for overseas A 

hard and conscientious worker who looks before he leaps. No one will 

deny that his sojourn in England was a pleasant one for him as well 
as the girl, "over there." 

Marcus, David F. 

One of those typical New Yorkers who can guide you to the up-to-the- 
minute shows and can tell you where to sip and chat after leaving the 
Winter Garden. Not an ardent admirer of army grub but a connoisseur 
of "Tango Teas." 840's Irving Berlin who deserves much credit for his. 
work as an Assistant Editor on the Propellor Staff. 

Martin, Herbert D. 

Marvelous athlete (Mexican). Talks in a penetrating whisper that cart 
be heard all over the camp. John McCormick has nothing on Martin 
when it comes to singing, for Martin's voice has qualities all its own. We 
regret that we cannot devote the necessary space required to comment on his. 
running abilities. 

Matusie, Peter J. 

Can trace his descent in an unbroken line from the professional mourners 
and weepers. He has a mania for borrowing matches. His favorite expres- 
sion is "Some one has stolen (substitute any article ever used)," then ia 
undertone, "Oh no, here it is." Matusie prefers women of mature age. 

Mays, Sneed W. 

Alias Col. Sneed is a firm believer in spectacles and plug tobacco. The- 
Col. is a quiet, unassuming, chap; and will certainly win rapid promotion 
by being ever on the alert and devouring all work that comes his way. He- 
is one of our most successful detail duckers. 

McClafferty, Francis J. 

How our Irish friend "Mac" got mixed up with those Pennsylvania 
Dutch is more than I can understand. He is the chesty kid but often 
gives way to his old battle cry, "I want to go home," which all who 
"did time" at Waco will remember. 

McDermitt, Maurice J. 

In civil life he manufactures ice cream, nevertheless he holds a warm 
place in the hearts of his fellow soldiers. 

McDowell, William K. 

Known as "T" Bone. He has a mania for American Chewing Tobacco 
and pretty girls. He is a good soldier and is continually complimenting the 
Government for the luscious T Bone steaks that we get at mess (???) 
Mac is a cartoonist and a poet of great notoriety and his verses will be 
read and enjoyed for generations to come. 

McFadden, Eugene A., (Mac.) 

From South Carolina, a product of one of our foremost military schools,, 
every inch a soldier, one of the flowers of our baseball team, an energetic 
worker and a mighty good fellow. He likes the ladies and vice versa; 
all success in your undertakings, "Mac." 

Meadowcroft, Albert. 

Better known as the pilot's wife. He comes from Philadelphia and never 
allows his pals to forget that his native cit>' is the liveliest live town in. 
existence. He has the habit of loitering in the vicinity of the R. R. staton 
on Saturday and Sunday afternoons. He has a failing for the girls and 
BULL (Durham). His favorite saying is, "Oh what a beauty." 



MerritTj Theron L. 

Comes from the Empire State but unlike many New Yorkers he is quiet 
and unassuming. He joined our organization on the eve of its departure for 
foreign climes. He soon became one of the most popular memlaers of the 
squadron. Merritt rapidly gained the reputation of being one of the 
foremost workers in our Rigging Department. When it becomes neces- 
sary for 840 to demobilize, Merritt will carry with him the best wishes 
of all. 

Miller, Albert D, 

"My Only Books Were Woman's Looks and Follies All They've Taught 
Me." Albert holds the distinction of being the first Third Lieutenant ever 
commissioned in Uncle Sam's Army. He is noted for his beautiful figure 
of which he is very proud. However his efficient work as an inspector 
assisted the communiques in stating that "All Our Planes Returned Safely." 

Miller, Harry N. 

Can't forget the good old days back on the farm. He has also wide ex- 
perience in the lumber business about which he delights to give detailed 
information. He is very fond of dissecting a fuselage, and we expect to 
see him a flight sergeant of that department soon. The Riggers Group is 
very proud of Harry, except when he indulges in his favorite in and out 
door sport of chewing "Mail Pouch" or "Honest Scrap" plug tobacco? 

Mills, Michael V., (Micky). 

A man he was to all the country dear 

Goldsmith. 
Pugilist — Orator — Showman — Social Butterfly — Editor — etc., etc. There 
seems to be no end to this Pennsylvania lightweight champion's accom- 
plishments. Yet, with them all, his is not an immodest mien and his 
reign as ringleader of "doings" both good and "evil" is a popular and 
acceptable one. 

MiLSTED, Leslie E. 

He hails from the far west — Washington State. He was fortunate 
enough to join our peerless squadron while still in England. He dis- 
tinguished himself in the battle of Courban. Besides being a man of 
courage Leslie is an excellent companion and friend. 

Nash, Otha G., (General Mess). 

Our beloved mess sergeant is called on three times a day by every 
member of the squadron. We often wonder what the substances are that 
he calls "food" but perhaps it is better that we don't know. He really is 
an artist when it comes to camouflaging indigestable substances. 

Nobles, Haden R. 

He lives up to his name in that he is a noble disciple of the Great 
Greisemer. 

A man we all love is a cook. 
In our hearts we bear a soft nook 
We'll ply him with smokes 
And laugh at his jokes. 
So he'll give us his best for our chuck. 

O'Brien, Harry A. 

"Matter of fact" from Piqua, Ohio. Also known 'mong the 

boys as "Fancy." 

We could write "beaucoup" nice things about Harry but little about his 
home town. Therefore it is our sincere wish that he is not so unfortunate 
as to take some of our good brand of trained cooties back to the Favorite 
Hotel to mingle with those of questionable pedigree. 

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OlszewskYj Clemens. 

The living grammar school. He is so full of adjectives, subjects, predicates, 
and other parts of speech not allowed in print, that we are afraid he will 
break out with a violent case of adverbs at any time. His favorite saying 
is "Double U Time." 

O'ScHARMAN, Joseph C. 

Alias "Buggs." Has a clever habit of acquiring information on any 
subject before events have occurred; arrives at definite conclusions with- 
out any data. He also has a rare and racy collection of old rocks, bones and 
stones, stoutl}^ maintaining that they will find a place of honor in the 
Smithsonian Institute. It is our impression that his collection has about as 
much chance as the proverbial snowball in Hell. 

Parker, Thomas. 

An Englishman by birth — An American by choice. A concoction of the 
good traits of the former with a dash of the latter for spice. 

Pollack, Joseph J. 

From Mahanoy City, Pa., willing to argue with anyone on any subject 
bar none. Joe has never been troubled with indigestion. Among the first in 
the mess line and also president of "Seconds." He is an excellent engine 
tester and in France held the enviable ??? job of accompan}ing pilots on 
test flights. 

Porter, John W. 

We have little information on this member of our family as he was one of 
our recent acquisitions; however we do know that good people come from 
Boston and John hails from there. 

Pr.\ther, Sam W. 

This South Carolina "Jazbo Kid" always wears a broad smile on his 
bappy countenance. He has gained prominence in all the squadron's ath- 
letic activities. 

Pribble, George, (Monk). 

When anyone wants any dope on anyone else and don't know where to 
get it they turn to "Monk" as a last resort and most usually he slips the 
info'. He is our mental historian and one of our oldest members. He is 
the chap to go to after it is all over for some startling reminiscences. 

Randolph, Frank R. 

Noted for his pretty brown eyes and for the fact that he is always first out 
of bed in the morning. Randy once had his hair trimmed "Dead Rabbitt" 
and when in bed it was diffiicult for his buddies to discover which part of 
his anatomy adorned the pillow. Oh! Mr. Randolph, you are so big and 
strong. 

Reeves, Arthur M. 

Here's a speedy chap, to prove it, he finished fourth, in one of the 
running events at the R. A. F. track meet. Possibly you recall how 
many started at the post. We figure that he might have pulled down first 
prize but for the fact that he was slightly overtrained owing to the strenuous 
pace he set daily in the mess lines. 

Register, Lafayette A., (Zed). 

Known on two continents as "Hob-nail Zed." The home and heart 
breaker. It is a shame the way poor unsuspecting females fall for his 
line of ? ? ? ? ? ?. He is from the malaria swamps and cane brakes of 
Florida. The only thing that Zed likes better than chocolate is more choco- 
late and has been known to shed real alligator tears when he could only pur- 
chase six pence worth. There are worse drillers than Zed, but we have 

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never seen them. He is always highly pleased when his bunk is re-arranged 
by any of his loving comrades in depravity, and never fails to reward their 
services by pompously caressing their domes with a hob nail. Zed is a 
lovable fellow and near and dear to the hearts of all those who know him. 
His favorite expression is "Sure 'Nufi." 

Reinders^ Walter A., (Montana). 

First came into prominence at Waco, Texas, as A. Lincoln of the squadroHr 
and again in England, where he used some of his Montana tactics on 
some thoroughbreds. 

Rhoades, Frank. 

Gentlemen, here we meet another efficient "officer." The ambition of 
his life is to instill into his privates the same soldierly traits that her 
himself, so ably displa3^s. 

Riddle, Bernard E. 

Naturally a good soldier as he has a reputation for bravery gained while 
a member of the Wampus Fire Department; maybe the place isn't Wam- 
pus but anyway we know he was a fireman and a durned brave un tew. 
Doesn't say much about his exploits tho' as he is so dad burned modest. 

RiGGLE, John F. 

"Johnnie" is one of those "Matinee Idol" sort of fellows who just looks, 
so grand in a uniform. Any English girl would part with her last 
tupence ha'penny to die in his arms. Riggle represents the highest type 
of young American Soldier and we are mighty glad to have his name on 
our squadron roster. 

Roberts, Carey M. 

"Our Torcorial Artist" was one of our leading athletes, having played 
on both the basketball and football teams. Carey and his Yo-Hee are 
known wherever the 840th has sojourned. 

Robinson, James E., (Jimmy). 

The Jess Willard of the squadron. One of the "Gold Dust Twins" 
(Robinson and Longhead). We hear that investigation is under way con- 
cerning his frequent trips to Westerleigh. Winner of many cups, loving, 
and otherwise. 

Root, George W. 

Three strikes — you're out. These words are music to George's ears, and 
he hears them not infrequently for his prowess as a pitcher of our baseball 
team is known far and wide. Second only to his ability as a pitcher is. 
his thorough knowledge of cigarette tobaccos. 

Ross, Harry E., (Pacer). 

Reputed to be the best ground aviator. Favorite diversion: Pacing up. 
and down the company street at an early hour in the morning. Authority 
on forgotten luxuries, viz: Tempting ice cream and ices. 

Rutkowski, Josef. 

Who took his trade test as official souvenir maker, it is known semi- 
officially that he is near perfection along this line. It is thought that he 
has intentions of starting a novelty shop in Chicago after the war, to 
dispose of his stock. His favorite sport is massaging the barracks floor 
with a mop every Saturday afternoon. Perfection and stick-to-it-ivenes& 
along this line has gained him the most desired position of all, that of 
being K. P. on Sunday. Virtue always has its reward and we cannot 
but feel that he will make good. 

Ryan, Mark J. 

Sergeant Ryan hails from Cincinnati, Ohio, and his native state may 
well ibe proud to produce a man of his type. He is one of the hardest 

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■workers in the squadron and one of the most efficient His leisure hours are 
spent in teaching the English girls the latest dance steps as he is an accom- 
plished dancer. He is bound to make good in anything he may attempt and 
certainly has the best wishes of the squadron. 

Sampson^ David L. 

Our Sammie, from Springfield, Ohio. We've got to speak easy now for 
this young blondy is the Official Watch Dog of the illustrious skin list. 
Yes, Sampson is a hard guy, we admit it, but get him away from the 
Orderly Room and his accompanying responsibilities and he ceases to be 
Sergeant Sampson and becomes Dear Sammie, a regular fellow and one of 
the best of companions. 

SCHAFFNER, ChARLES H., (Ckuck). 

Camouflaged as Supply Sergeant for some time. It is a known fact that 
said Charles has never handed out a thing that would fit except bacon 
cans and tent pins. Handing out supplies, however, was only a small 
part of Charlie's daih', and yes nightly duties, as he has won fame as a 
souvenir collector, sightseer, tester of all kinds of English and French fine 
wines, beers and liquors. Charles was a successful candidate and would 
have donned a Sam Brown had the signing of the armistice been post- 
poned a few days. One of the most popular boys in the organization and as 
we send this to press the information reaches us that he is married — 
hearty congratulations Charles and his best wishes to "Sug." 

Seeger, Joseph F., (Joe). ' 

"Cincinnati Joe," pride of the aero fitters. The proud possessor of one 
of the most charming voices in the squadron. Has a passion for cold 
showers and "Gold Flakes." Very fond of "English Teas." 

Seifert, Albert C. 

Young, ambitious and full of life, member of the football and track 
teams. We are of the opinion that "Swabbie" lied to the Recruiting 
Officer when he "jined up," but all the members of this organization are 
mighty glad that they took him at his word. 

Selvey, William H, 

In civil life Bill is a school teacher and this can be easily ascertained 
when one gets into an argument with him. He looks at you with a kind of 
mathematical expression on his countenance and in a very clear way 
demonstrates that its "this-a-way" and not "that-a-way." 

Shanklin, Fred G. 

Joined our orgnization the day before its departure from America. We 
certainly gained a most energetic and industrious young man. His un- 
tiring efforts in behalf of the squadron have been an inspiration to his 
associates. "Shank" is a friend to each and every man with whom he 
comes in contact, which no doubt accounts for his popularity. 

Shaw, Frank H. 

A man of the type sometimes called "Dark Horse." Exactly opposite to 
the kind of fellow who is strong for shouting his own virtues from the 
house tops. Frank don't need to do that as there are plenty of men in 
the Air Service who know of his valuable services to the "Highest 
Branch of the Army." 

SiLVERLIGHT, BeNJAMIN. 

Alias "Useless." We regret that a sore ankle has kept Bennie out of all 
work such as details, fatigue, etc., since he joined this organization, but 
when there is no work to do he can be seen playing leapfrog, pole 
vaulting, high jumping, boxing, etc. 

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Shreve, Sewell, (Doc.) 

Absolutely the best "Top Kick" that ever "Top Kicked." He is a 
mixture of pep and squareness, in fact everything it takes to make a good 
soldier. BUT old King Solomon didn't have a thing on "Doc" when it 
comes to women — AND the man that invented booze must have gotten his 
patent on thirst from him. However Washington, D. C, should be justly 
proud of this young man and a very bright future is predicted for him in 
a "dry" town. 

Smith, Hugh P. 

Another one of the Smith species whose hobby in civilian life in Toledo. 
Ohio, is plying the waters of Lake Erie in a sail boat. An engine man 
of marked ability and many a pilot can thank "Our Hughy" for his 
safety. 

Smith, Joseph D. 

(Operator, let's have the spot light on this young man. Front stage and 
center. Sergeant, please. Thanks. Ready — Action — 'Go.) 

Ladies and Gentlemen, we take great pleasure in introducing to you 
one of the squadron's headliners, Joseph Dorsey Smith. We know his 
girlish figure will hardly permit us calling him a heavenly "star," but he 
sure does twinkle in 840 circles. We sureh' bemoan the fact that there is 
no Cicero in our midst,, in order that his virtues might properly be sung. 
"Joey" is one of those popular, versatile sort of fellows who can always 
be found in the foreground, wherever 840 shines. 

Smith, Marshall H. 

Y. M. C. A. man, barber, cook, engine shark, mess sergeant, M. S. E., 
S. O. S., M. D. S., and Chipping Sodbury Social Lion- 

Staab, Joseph A., (Joe). 

Captain baseball team. A previous service man who is continually re- 
ferring to his old outfit and bemoaning the fact that he is now with a 
bunch of Boy Scouts. Perhaps it is his knowledge of New York that gives 
hira the line of bull necessary to make 'him popular with Bristol Fighters. 

Stein, Henry M. 

"Hi from Detroit," Sergeant Major, (Alias the Undisputable Leader of 
the Awkward Squad) ; had our transport sailed one day later Henry 
would have entered the bonds of matrimony. The favorite flower of the 
lady in question must have been the four leaf clover. It has frequently 
been said that the Squadron never did possess a horse shoe 

Stein, Lewis. 

The Squadron Tailor. The Flat Iron Wonder. WAS an excellent tailor 
when working for Bill Strouse at Harrisburg, Pa. Always had consider- 
able difficulty in procuring the necessary "stoof." Has an excellent mili- 
tary record ; a prominent figure in all "Kangaroo Courts." 

Stroud, Thomas M. 

The Huck Finn of the squadron. Noisy but popular with the fellows. 
Tom has seen previous service with the Canadian army in the Royal Air 
Force so has been very much at home with the British. 

Targgart, William M. 

Chief Mogul of the Pill Squad. As the Medical Detachment was trans- 
ferred to us just prior to our sailing. "Targ" is one of the few in our 
midst who never had any wild dreams of piloting a Handley Page or 
Bristol fighter over "Jerry's" lines. Although a quiet fellow Targgart has 
a host of friends in 840. 

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Thomas, Benjamin D., (Bennie). 

If Bennie goes after the Huns like he goes after basketball — well, just 
look out, that's all. Great smoker, but his opinion of English cigarettes 
would not pass the censor. He surely has Some One back in his home 
town for he has no time for the girls over here. 

Thompson, Lony C, (Pup Tent Lony), (Deacon), Etc. 

Known as "Corps" by the husky members of the first squad. Favorite 
expression, "Come on boys, I'll lead you on" but we say, "A little child 
shall lead them." When on pass, Lony invariably carries his pup tent. 
We don't know the reason. In fact we are too polite to ask. 

ViLLiE, Ralph K. 

It is undecided whether he came from Mexico or Mississippi. One of 

the most studious (?), social-bull, fellows in the squadron. Favorite 

pastimes, doing bunk fatigue, reading English novels and skipping 
details. 

Wandel, Ray Bloom. 

From Hunlock, Pa., which is evidently some village as Ray is some 
boy; very modest, but sure can deliver the goods. He is another one of 
those fellows who knew just exactly where the S. M.'s goat was hitched. As 
assistant editor of this publication the value of the services rendered by 
him cannot be overestimated. 

Thank you Mr. Personnel Officer for assigning said "R. B. W." to our 
organization. 

Watkins, Robert C. 

Known to us as "Shorty," but to the home folks as Cunningham. Many 
nice things can be said about this boy, jolly, sweet tempered, witty, and last 
but not least good looking. He has a corner on the hearts of numerous 
English girls, who loudly lamented his parting for France. "Oh It's a Cruel 
War." 

Wiegman, Frederick. 

Fred claimed that he had worked on planes long before there ever was 
such a thing as war. Most of us rather doubted this, but nevertheless, our 
Louisiana member was more than able to hold his own in the Rigging 
Department. 

Wiggenhauser, Carl, (IViggy). 

Known as a "hard boiled" guy. "Wiggy" absorbed his winning ways 
while sojourning in Uncle Sam's Navy, where he expects to re-enter 
after the war is over. He hails from "Toity Toid" Street, by de "Shoit" 
Factory, Brooklyn, N. Y. 

Williams, Alden T., (Captain). 

Basketball and track. Well informed on all military matters (?). 
Reputed to be the biggest eater in the squadron. The despair of Hoover. 
It is rumored that the Captain took up track work in order to get the extra 
eats. After the war we expect to find him at the head of a large aeroplane 
factory. 

Williams, Thomas E. 

We used to think that Tom's greatest glory lay in his talent as a 
singer; but since the track meet, at Yate, England, when he captained our 
team to a remarkable showing, we are convinced that his feet run his 
voice a close second. 
WORTHINGTON, Amos D., (Matuma's Bouncing Baby Boy). 

Our sports specialist. He is often seen coming into the hut, walking 
as if in a trance, reading the league standing in the latest papers. "Worth" 

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is an authority on all sports, having admitted being co-author of A. G. 
Spauldings, "Rules and Regulations." Amos D., incidently created some- 
what of a flurry among the ladies over here, due to the way he wears his 
hair clipped off. With all said and done, "Worthy" is one of those men 
on whom we depend to uphold our dignity, reputation and general 
desirability. 

Wright, James. 
Wright, John A. 

One dark and stormy "nite" when the day before that day's train pulled 
into Courban, a couple of travel worn medical men dropped off and we 
received our first introduction to the Wright boys. They are valuable 
assets to our Pill Brigade and every one claims that they are all right. 



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ROSTER of SQUADRON 



Hiles, Raymond L. 
Randall, Merwyn C, 

Small, Francis B., 
Somers, Henry E., 

Acker, Claud, 

Alcnauer, William, 

Ames, Guy G., 
Anteau, Henry W., 
Arnall, Frank E., 
Ash, Frank P., 
Atchison, Otto H., 



OFFICERS 

2nd Lt., A. S., 721 W. loth St., Little Rock, Ark. 
2nd Lt., A. S., 2822 Annette St., Indianapolis, 

Ind. 
2nd Lt, A. S., 36 Mansfield St., Everett, Mass. 
ist Lt, M. C, 97 Autumn St., Newport, Vt 

ENLISTED MEN 



Chauffeur, 

Sergeant icl. 

Chauffeur, 

Corporal, 

Sergeant. 

Private, 

Private, 



Bauknecht, William A., Cook, 



Belch, George H., 
Bell, Carl L, 
Bigley, Truman J., 
Bond, Edington D., 



Sergeant icl.. 
Private icl., 
Corporal, 
Sergeant, 



Bradfield, Charles W., Sergeant, 



Brinkley, Clyde W., 
Brown. Elmer S., 
Burall, Robert J., 
Burleigh, Lionel S., 
Butler, Lawrence E., 
Candler, Paul G., 
Carlson, John C, 
Chapel, Howard E., 

Chestnutwood, Frank J., 
Clary, Lawrence, 
Cobb, Benjamin F., Jr., 
Colvin, William M., 
Craft Claud C. 
Crawford, Matthew H., 
Curtis, Glenn, 
Danes, Edward J., 

Darmstader, Arthur G., 
Daum, Fred H., 
Defiord, Francis L., 



Sergeant, 
Private, 
Sergeant, 
Private icl.. 
Private icl., 
Cook, 

Sergeant icl., 
Sergeant icl., 

Private icl., 

Corporal, 

Cook, 

Sergeant icl.. 

Private, 

Sergeant 

Private, 

Sergeant, 

Corporal, 
Sergeant, 
Sergeant icl., 



Care Ind. Bridge Co., Muncie, 
Ind. 

9916 Bessemer Ave., Cleveland, 
Ohio. 

DeFuniak Springs, Fla. 
925 Noble St, Toledo, Ohio. 
803 E. Grace St, Richmond, Va. 
1766 Hamilton St., Toledo. Ohio. 
108 W. Pike St, Clarksburg, 
W. Va. 

486 Lincoln Ave., Bridgeport, 
Ohio. 

Maxton, Robeson Co., N. C. 
Junction City, Perry Co., Ohio. 
Butztown, Northampton Co., Pa. 
2604 McElderrv St, Baltimore, 
Md. 

Station "C" R. No. 3 Columbus, 
Ohio. 

9 Boyer St., Johnstown, Pa. 
Ebensburg, Pa. 

220 W. South St, Frederick, Md. 
2812 Tenth St., Tampa, Fla. 
409 N. Ave., Kittanning, Pa . 
Rainsburg, Bedford Co., Pa. 
51 Maple St, Yonkers, N. Y. 
[3507 Hayden Ave, E. Cleveland, 
Ohio. 

119 Michigan St, Toledo, Ohio. 
395 S. Tenth St., Coshocton, O. 
Kissimee, Fla. 

Schellsburg, Bradford Co., Pa. 
1726 Franklin St, Tampa, Fla. 
McDonald, Pa., R. D., No. 3. 
Freesoil, Mich., R. D. No. i. 
3 121 W. 46th St, S. W., Cleve- 
land, Ohio. 

9809 N. Boulevard, Cleveland, O. 
681 Clark Ave., Detroit Mich. 
1259 Jefferson Ave., Hunting- 
ton, W. V. 



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Deniston, Chalmer L., 
Diffenbaugh, Herbert H., 
Dodds, Ralph H., 
Doenges, Fay M., 
Doering, Theodore P., 

Donley, Claud W., 

Donovan, Patrick A., 
Dorsey, Frank J., 
Earles, George W., 
Edlavitch, Michael, 
Elliott, Alex S., 
Engel Herman, 

Farison, Clyde A., 
Faughnan, William T., 
Frazee, Charles T., 
Frederick, Loyal V., 
French, Silas, 
Frey, Herbert D., 
Giesige, Raymond C, 
Gibbons, Orville J., 

Green, Louis P., 
Greisemer, Albert, 
Greisinger, Chauncey J.; 
Hambrick, Lewis E., 
Hard. Ronald M., 
Harmon, Lewis E., 
Hava, Charles E., 
Heefer, Chester C, 
Hendel, Raymond H., 

Huff, Frank C, 

Hunter, Roland L., 
Johnson, Otto J., 
Kelley, John G., 
Kelly, Austin A., 

Ketterer, Frederick H., 
King, Darrel J., 
Kithcart, John L., 

Klein, Henry C, 
Ladwig, Gordon J., 
Lang, Albert V., 
Larson, Henry T., 

Lausch, Mahlon W., 
Lee, Austin A. T., 
Lenz, Fred J., 
Leonard, Lawrence W., 

Lewis, Claud A., 
Lobdell, Lawrence, 
Long, John W. 



Sergeant icl., 14 N. Green St., Tipton. Ind. 

Cook, 521 Church St., Lancaster, Pa. 

Sergeant icl.. Box 63, Cabot, Pa. 

Sergeant, Defiance, Ohio. 

Sergeant, 3206 Bishop St., Clifton, Cin- 

cinnati, Ohio. 

Chauffeur icl., 27 Morgan Ave., Washington, 
Pa. 

Corporal, 173 Spring St., Woodlawn, Pa. 

Corporal, Bloomsburg, Pa. 

Mr Electrician, Box 161, Christiansburg, Va. 

Sergeant Mitchellville. Md. 

Chauffeur Armagh, Pa. 

Sergeant 19403 Chikasaw Ave., Cleve- 

land, Ohio. 

Sergeant icl., 1312 Huron St., Toledo, Ohio. 

Private, Colusa, Cal. 

Private, 3588 W. 56th St., Cleveland, O. 

Corporal, 105 Liberty St., Butler, Pa. 

Chauffeur, Mt. Vernon, Ky. 

Private, J29 North Pine St,, Lancaster, Pa. 

Private, New Bavaria. Henry Co., O. 

Corporal, 2015 Pembroke Ave., S. Zanes- 

ville, Ohio. 

Sergeant, Anderson, S. Carolina. 

Cook, Sellersville, Pa. 

Sergeant icl.. Delta, Ohio. 

Sergeant, Bluefield, W. Va. 

Sergeant icl., 820 Elm St., Van Wert. Ohio. 

Chauffeur, 1212 W. State St., Trenton, N. J. 

Chauffeur, 4464 Martin St, Cleveland, O. 

Chauffeur, Mont Alto, Franklin Co., Pa. 

Private, 1208 Perkiomen Ave., Reading, 

Pa. 

Sergeant, 519 Fifth St., Box 387, Hunting- 

ton, W. Va. 

Sergeant, 68 S. Young St., Columbus, O. 

Sergeant, 5841 Cable Ave, Cleveland, O. 

Sergeant icl., 1610 23d Ave, Altoona, Pa. 

Private, 1712 Terman Ave., N. S. Pitts- 

burg, Pa. 

Sergeant, 616 Court St., Reading, Pa. 

Corporal, 216 North St, Steubenville, O. 

Chauffeur, 525 Central Ave., St. Petersburg, 

Fla. 

Corporal, Terril, Iowa, R. D. No. i. 

Sergeant, 525 Warren St., Ripon, Wis. 

Sergeant, Route A, Box 196. Miami, Fla. 

Corporal, 11 22 W. Washington St., New 

Castle, Pa. 

Corporal, Denver, Pa. 

Sergeant, 721 Green St., Allentown, Pa. 

Corporal, LeMoyne, Wood Co., Ohio. 

Sergeant icl., 1304 Vine St., McKees Rocks, 
Pa. 

Corporal, Salem, W. Va. 

Private icl., Hale Eddy, Delaware Co., N. Y. 

Sergeant icl., 715 Locust St., Johnstown, Pa. 



90 



Loughead, Ralph G., 
Louser, Herman W., 
Lowe, Robert M., 

Lutz, Clayton H., 
Mack, Paul E., 
Marcus, David F., 

Martin, Herbert D., 

Matusie, Peter J., 
Mays, Sneed W., 
McClafFerty, Francis J., 

McDermit, Maurice J., 

McDowell, William K., 

McFadden, Eugene A., 
Meadowcroft, Albert, 

Merritt, Theron L., 
Miller, Albert D., 
Miller, Harry N., 

Mills, Michael V., 

Milsted, Leslie E., 

Nash, Otha G., 
Nobles, Haden R., 

O'Brien, Harry A., 
Olszewski, Clemens, 

O'Sharmon, Joseph C, 

Parker, Thomas, 

Pollack, Joseph J., 

Porter, John W., 

Prather, Sam W., 
Pribble, George M., 
Randolph, Frank R., 
Reeves, Arthur M., 

Register, Lafayette A., 

Reinders, Walter A., 
Rhoades, Frank, 
Riddle, Bernard E., 

Riggle, John F. 

Roberts, Carey M., 



Sergeant, 




22+3 Main St., Wellsburg, W Va. 


Sergeant 


icl., 


824 Chestnut St., Lebanon, Pa. 


(Sergeant, 




416 Charles St., Wellsburg, W- 
Va. 


ChauflFeur 


icl. 


, 623 Weiser St., Reading, Pa. 


Chauffeur 


) 


Vestaburg, Mich. 


Corporal, 




271 Central Park, W., New 
York, N. Y. 


Private, 




349 N. Massachusetts Ave., 
Atlantic City, N. J. 


Corporal, 




I Glen Ave., Troy, N. Y. 


Corporal, 




Kennerdell, Pa. 


Sergeant, 




137 W. Maple St., Mahanoy 
City, Pa 


Corporal, 




437 Coleman Ave, Johnstown, 

Pa. 

1524 Highland Ave., Cleveland, 


Private i 


cl., 






Ohio. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


Sardinia, S. C. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


3017 N. Judson St., Philadelphia, 
Pa. 


Sergeant 


icl.; 


Spring Valley, N. Y. 


Corporal, 




Upper Falls, Baltimore Co., Md. 


Sergeant, 




New Alexandria, Pa., R. D. 
No. 3 


Corporal, 




700 West Central St., Mahanoy 
City, Pa. 


Corporal, 




1911 First Ave., North Seattle, 
Wash. 


Private, 




Palmetto, Fla. 


Cook, 




Box 104, Green Cove Springs. 
Fla. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


632 S. Main St., Piqua, Ohio. 


Sergeant, 




549 E. 148th St., New York, 
N. Y. 


Corporal, 




Box 261. Berkeley Springs, W. 
Va. 


Sergeant 


icl., 


59 E. Montcalm St., Detroit, 
Mich. 


Corporal, 




32 S. loth St., Mahanoy City, 
Pa. 


Private, 




26 Atlantic Ave., Fitchburg, 
Mass. 


Chauffeur 


, 


Adair St., Clinton, S. C. 


Sergeanjt, 




Petroleum, W. Va. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


Rimersburg, Clarion Co., Pa. 


Private, 




207 Q. St., N. W., Washing- 
ton, D. C 


Corporal, 




339 West Adams St., Jackson- 
ville, Fla. 


Sergeant, 




Holstein, Iowa. 


Sergeant, 




334 Potts Place, Johnstown, Pa. 


Private i 


cl.. 


J.11 Bibbv St., Charlestown, W. 
Va. 


Corporal, 




757 E. Maiden St., Washingtonr 
Pa. 


Private, 




Grand Rapids, Ohio. 



91 



Robinson, James E., 

Root, George W., 
Ross, Harry E., 
Rutkowski, Josef, 
Ryan, Mark J., 

Sampson, David L., 

Schaffner, Charles H., 

Seeger, Joseph F., 
Seifert, Albert C, 
Selvey, William H., 
Shanklin, Fred G., 

Shaw, Frank H., 

Shreve, Sewell, 

Silverlight, Benjamin, 

Smith, Hugh P., 

Smith, Joseph D., 

Smith Marshall H., 

Stabb, Joseph A., 

Stein, Henry M., 

Stein, Lewis, 
Stroud, Thomas M., 
Thomas, Benjamin D. 

Thompson Lony C, 

Villee, Ralph K., 

Wandel, Ray B., 
Watkins, Robert C, 
Wicgmann, Frederick W., 
Wiggenhauser, Carl, 
Williams, Alden T., 

Williams, Thomas E., 

Worthington, Amos D., 



Sergeant 


icl., 


834 Charles St., Wellsburg, W. 
Va. 


Mr Electrician 


Thurmont, Md. 


Private icl., 


Friedens, Pa. 


Cook, 




2867 Keely St., Chicago, 111. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


838 Hathawav St., Cincinnati, 
Ohio. 


Sergeant, 




1724 Warder St., Sp'ringfield, 
Ohio. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


1301 Harvard St., N. W., Wash- 
ington, D. C. 


Corporal, 




434 E. i2th St., Cincinnati, O. 


Corporal, 




Iron Hill, Bethlehem, Pa. 


Corporal, 




Romne}^, W. V. 


Sergeant, 




Care Shanklin Hardware Co, 
Frankfort, Ind. 


Sergeant, 




226 W. Jackson St., Fostoria, 
Ohio. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


235 Morgan St., N. W., Wash- 
D. C. 


Corporal, 




1206 E New York Ave., Brook- 
lyn, N. Y. 


Sergeant 


icl., 


3803 Hailes Ave., W. Toledo, 
Ohio. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


1934 Bellevue Road, Harrisburg, 
Pa. 


Mr Electrician 


1003 Pendleton St., Greenville, 






S. C. 


ChauflFeur 


icl., 


1058 Second Ave., New York 
N. Y. 


Mr Electrician, 


1138 Sheridan Ave., Detroit, 






Mich. 


Corporal, 




439 Broad St., Harrisburg, Pa. 


Chauffeur 


, 


Butte City, Cal. 


Sergeant 


icl.. 


87 Rosedale Ave., Johnstown, 
Pa. 


Corporal, 




West Alexander, Washington 
Co., Pa., R. D. No. 3. 


Cook, 




1324 Dauphine St., New Or- 
leans, La. 


Corporal, 




Hunlock Creek, Pa 


Sergeant, 




710 High St., Farmville, Va. 


Sergeant, 




Centerville, La. 


Chauffeur 




628 74th St., Brooklyn, N. Y. 


Private, 




E. 307 Dalton Ave., Spokane, 
Wash. 


Sergeant icl., 


414 Bleaklev Ave., New Castle, 






Pa. 


Corporal, 




183 Summit Ave., Hagerstown, 



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MEDICAL DETACHMENT 



Private icl., 1924 Clavbourn Ave., Chicago, 

111. 
Sergeant, 1340 W. 27th St., Des Moines,. 

Iowa. 
Private, Filley. Neb. 

Private, Rhinelander, Wis. 

Former Members of 840 Aero Squadron 
Fornwalt, Ralph. Private icl., 88 Briggs Ave., Buflfalo, N. Y.. 
Hunter, Frank M., Private icl.. 721 Third St., Oakmont, Pa. 
Spence, Hermon, Private, Redhouse, W. Va. 

Walkowiak, Frank, Private icl.. 223 Kosciussko St., Toledo, O. 



Heap, Cecil R., 

Targgart, William H., 

Wright, James, 
Wright, John A., 



93 



MA SON ALBERT 


Latest Parisian Gowns and 
Modes 


We Shape the Fit 


Slightly used and misfit gar- 
ments at reduced prices. 


A. D. MILLER , Proprietor 


7 Petticoat Alley 






mm 
mm 



High-Class 
LAUNDRY 

Goods Called for 
and Considered 

CHINATOWN 



afiE 






\ JV.A.^auknecht I 

i Dealerin'SALMofgiLEAD" 5 



Direct descendant of the late 
Katherine Medici. Private ap- 
pointments only. He does you 
good or does not charge at all. 

4 DOE STREET 



"Micky" 
tt 



By 

appointment to 

the Czar of 

Lime Villa 



Formerly private 
now corporal, in- 
struction in the art 
of 



by the ex Ring King 
of the Coal Regions. 
Prices according to 
damage done- Sea- 
son tickets reduced 
when slightly worn 
out. 



I 



Makanoise City, Pa. 



O. /. Johnsons 

READ 'EM & 
WEEP CLUB ■■ 



All Day Sessions! 
Free Buffet! 



M. H. SMITH 



:\'-> k A • 1. A • v.^' 1 i J. * I, 1. <|> 

l{> <»> 

?j5 (Successor to O. K. Nash) <l> 

I Quick I 

i Lunch I 

§ Just the Place to Get Fed Up! § 

'4> % 

<^ 1 STARVATION PLACE 1 

$ t 



94 



COVE.R YOUR MILES WITH 
5MILL5— Ride with 



HIL] 



Little Rock's Taxi Man! 

Phone G-045 



BUGLE FOR SALE CHEAP— Good 
condition. Really soothing tone at 
reveille? Owner retiring. Glenn 
Curtis. Absolutely no connection with 
Curtis Airplane Co. 



BENNY'S 

EXARMY MEN ATTENTION! 

Benny Exchanges Civil- 
ian Clothing for Sam 
Brown Belts, Spurs 
(in good condition). 
Decorations of All 

B. SILVERLIGHT 

Bring Them in Boys! 
A Square Deal for All! 
77 Bowery Lane 



O'SHARMAN 

Second Hand Man 

The Original Jaw Bone Artist 
Overcoats 6 Suit Case^ 

Bought and Sold 

Musical Instruments 
Demonstrated 

At the End of Rope Street 



If You Must Commit a Crime 
Don't Fail to See 

RALPH H.DODDS 

Attorney and Counsellor at Law 



He Positively Does not Chase 
Ambulances 

840 Court Street 



R. K. Villee 
L. W. Leonard 



Villee & Co. 

Branch Offices Everywhere 

Sight-seeing Tours 



Reasonable Rates 

Special excursions to Chauteau 
Villian weekly (Side door Pull- 
mans Only.) 



ARE YOU IN DOUBT AS TO THE 
QUALITY OF THE CIGARETTE 
YOU SMOKE? 

Many men have succumbed to bad 
tobacco. WE LOVE HUMANITY 
and are making an unlimited number 
of tests FREE! Send us a sample of 
the brand you smoke and let us anal- 
yze it for you. 

ASSOCIATED 
TOBACCO TESTERS 



G. W. Root 

Pres. 



Peter Matusie, 

Gen'l Mgr. 



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LOUCHHEAD 



LOWE 



ROBINSON 



THE WELLSBURG TRIO 

STRONQ JRM JIRTISTS 

WE TREAT 'EM RUFF! 
Satisfaction Guaranteed Within Two Weeks! 



THE BOY 



NIKE EDLAVITCH 



CONFIDENTIAL ADVISER 

Correspondence With Majors 
and Higher Officials Solicited 

GET WIZE ST. 



/i\/-i\y'k\/i\y\\/X\yk\yi^ 



Free 'p^ Free 

With Every Suit 

Lew Stein 

(7 W. Petticoat Lane) 

Let Me Displease You! 
Guaranteed Disssatisfaction 

''/ Got the Stoof" 



LONY THOMPSON I 

Antiques and Souvenirs r^ 

Collected If 

^ NOT SOLD rj^ 

M No Specialty! Anything Accepted ^j^ 

<t> Pup Tent Avenue <l| 

i t 



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The Original 
''Kandy Kid'' 



llELI 



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ELLEY 



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!] His Motto: H 

■] Get them while their hot— li 

Ij Only a few left! ^ 

sj New Electrical Appliances Used fl 

Sl Canteen Avenue jj 

liTiiTinniTiiliTiniTiniliiliriiTiliriTiiTiTiiTiliiTiTiililk' 



LUTz ^ tee. 

HENDEI.,Inc. '^"'^ 

Free Souvenir Hat With Each Dozen Fkgs 

Pretzeltown, Pa. 



nTBONE & HAMBURGER 

K. P. McDowell 

Satisfaction Guaranteed 
2 Eatwell Avenue 



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Mr. Frank Huff — ^= 

Has the honor to announce a ^e 

revival of the famous old play. ^e 

UNCLE I 

TOM'S I 

CABIN I 

To Tour the Greatest American ^= 

Cities = 

'Benjamina" Silveriight ^= 

as LITTLE EVA ^ 

Otha Nash as SIMON LEGREE ^ 

and ^= 

'Happy" Acker as UNCLE TOM = 

it? 



L 


S. 


RANDOLPH'S 
EXPRESS 


All 


Kir 


ds of Baggage Smashed 


Office 


at Your Railway Station 



SHREVE & SCHAEFNER 

Dealers in 

MOTOR BOAT ACCESSORIES 

Rotary Motor Parts a Specialty! 

101 Canopic Street 



GRAND VARIETY THEATRE 

All This Week! 

The Eminent Headliner 

Joseph Dorsey Smith 

In the One Act Thriller 
"THE MONKEY MAN" 
9— Other GOOD Acts— 9 



WANTED— 

A party of young men to chaperon 
on a tour through Europe. Will show 
such places of interest as the place 
where Napoleon tied his horse in the 
Battle of Bay Rum. R. L. H. P. O. 
Little Rock. 



In the Heart of the Theatrical 



District 

Tango with Society 
4.00 P. M. Daily 

Learn the Latest ^^arcus Walk 

Music by 
New York's Best Jazz Band 



KAIN-TUCKEY sT^SI 

Just the Place to Send Your Boy! 




GENL NUISANCE 

SILAS FRENCH 

Principal 



INDEPENDENT CANDIDATE 

J. F. RIGGLE 

for 
COUNTY POSTMASTER 

Vote for Him and You'll Have 
Less Mail to Answer 



M. J. McDermitt 

The Well Known Evangelist 

RALLY MEETINGS ALL THIS 

WINTER! 

O'Scharmans Hallelujah 

Accordion Band Assisting 

ICE CREAM FREE! 



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CHAUTAUQUA TOUR 



F. W. Wiegmann 

The Noted Aeronautical Expert! 



Delivering a Series of Lectures 
for tlie Ignorant Only 

Watch for Announcement 
in Your Town 



"^■^^^'^^'^^^■'^^^rm.-^m.-'^^ 



MESSRS. H. M. STEIN AND 

L. STEIN 

announce 
The consolidation of their two 
great businesses under the name 

STEIN & STEIN, Inc. 

HARDWARE 

Dispensed by the Original Hard 

Guys 

Two Stores 

DETROIT, MICH. HARRISBURG, PA. 



How To Win 'Em 

A Book Every Ambi- 
tious Young Man 
Should Have! 
Written by 
Prof. Otto Atchison 
(Himself) 
Dean of Flirtolosy 

College. 

With an introduction 

by Prot. Stroud 

His Major Domo 



AT YOUR BOOK DEALERS! 



CABARET - CABARET ! 
TO-NIGHT 

and every night thereafter. It is 
our pleasure to announce the re- 
appearance here of the 

Blanc - VIN SISTERS - Rouge 

Brought Over at Great Expense 
From Sunny France 

Don't Miss This Treat! 

Joe's Place 

Under the Personal Management 

Seeger & Ross 

(Upper Broad Street) 
BAR IN CONNECTION 



GLO. ROOT I 

Wood Worker I 

I 

' Work for officers done on short T 

J. 

notice. Others need not apply, y 
1 CARPENTER STREET X 



"Doc." HEAP'S 

PILLS FOR ILLS 

Guaranteed to Cure Either 

Spanish "Flue" or 

Housemaid's Knee 

At Your Druggist's 



(Sdward "yl viator" T)anes 

DAILY EXHIBITION FLIGHTS 

Cleveland, Ohio 



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